At the end of the Rainbow

They say at the end of the rainbow
There is a pot of gold
I followed the green colour
And thought I found the pot

To late I found out
It was a fake pot
I now stand in the middle
Wondering when and how I will find the pot

I am in no hurry
The pot will be there
Ant the end of the green
In due time




Poetry by Dalmore
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Written on 2007-10-30 at 14:02

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