At the bottom of a Rainbow, So I'm told, <br /> <br />If I look carefully, I will find some Gold. <br /> <br />I am a little disconcerted as my poem will show, <br /> <br />For each Rainbow that I come to, moves away you know. <br /> <br />And the closer that I get to the promised treasure, <br /> <br />Other things that I see give me more pleasure. <br /> <br />Like tiny drops of rain on leaf and flower, <br /> <br />Or the sweet smells, I smell after a shower. <br /> <br />The song of a Bird high in a tree, <br /> <br />Is a fascinating reward for a man like me. <br /> <br />A thought has come to me it is very profound, <br /> <br />Who has so much gold to bury in the ground. <br /> <br />But the birds in the trees and the drops of rain, <br /> <br />These common treasures, they come again and again. <br /> <br />So I will look for a rainbow high in the sky, <br /> <br />But for buried Gold in the ground, not a tear will I cry.<br /><br />Bernard Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gold-2/
