We all have dreams <br />of where we would <br />like to be one day. <br />That dream of our pot of gold <br />at the end of the rainbow. <br />The pot of gold <br />does not always mean <br />riches and wealth, <br />but dreams we want to be, <br />a place where we’d love to live, <br />the love we always want. <br />To each of us that pot of gold <br />is something different, <br />something of our hearts desire. <br />We climb the green fertile hills <br />that stretch out for miles <br />hoping one day to find <br />our pot of gold <br />at the end of our rainbow. <br /> <br /> <br />25 October 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pot-of-gold-9/
