The End Of The Rainbow Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

The End Of The Rainbow



There's a pot at the end of a rainbow
I'm told, one that is shiny and full of
gold. Does it really exist? Well..I'd
like to think so. For if it did, then away
I'd go! Wouldn't it be great if there
was such a thing? I'd buy me a house
and a big diamond ring. All the things
my heart would desire, I could then
afford. Just thinking about the
prospects, I'd never again, be bored!
Isn't it wonderful, what the imagination
can do, it would really help make your
day. But we all know there's no pot at
the end of the rainbow, I'm afraid we'll
still have to pay. So back to reality it
has to be and it's off to work, for you
and me!

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Audrey Heller

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Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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