Our Rainbow - Poem by David Harris
The rainbows with the pot of gold
are not the rainbows made with multicolour
that follow the rain across the sky.
They are the rainbows within us,
the ones that cross our heart.
They are the ones that hold our dreams
and when we realise they are there
we will then find our pot of gold.
We must first believe in our dreams,
as they are our pot of gold.
Believe and work on them
making sure that each one comes true.
Then and only then will we find
our rainbow with its pot of gold.
14 January 2011
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