Some seek a pot of gold,
At the end of a rainbow...
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.
And...
Others seek clouds lined,
With silver to behold.
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.
Nothing is impossible to believe.
Or...
Too impossible to receive.
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
Some seek a pot of gold,
At the end of a rainbow...
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.
And...
Others seek clouds lined,
With silver to behold.
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
Yet...
Kept are unrealistic wishes.
Nothing is impossible to believe.
Or...
Too impossible to receive.
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
And...
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
Some seek a pot of gold,
At the end of a rainbow...
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict.
And...
Others seek clouds lined,
With silver to behold.
But,
Unrealistic are these wishes to predict,
For...
Anyone who's not a wisher!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well, wishing and hoping are things that make us human, make us strong that we'll get a tasty and delicious coffee out of those bitter beans. Nicely written.