POT OF GOLD
Pot of gold mythical treasure over the end of rainbow
For those dreaming of glitter and glamour buried in skies
Somewhere in world of fantasy while in the moon’s shadows
Sparkling are the stars twinkling like diamonds for the eyes
Upon which one can wish for dreams come true
Living in life’s reality of every day strafes and struggles
Believing in self with commitment for cause seeing it through
Walking on ground catching a raising wave facing the hurdles
Feeling content of being brave never running away from challenges
Staying firm standing tall reaching for the stars to pluck
Paying the dues for the joy living within the granges
Of life’s satisfaction in simple things of every day perks
Of bright sunshine falling rain blooming flowers with their beauty
Green grass morning dew sunrise sunset treasures for all eternity
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