Pot Of Gold

The butterfly has emerged from the cocoon
Twenty one years have passed since the day you were born
You have climbed another rung on the ladder of life
Now you can climb high, open your wings and fly into the sky
And gently soar away with the wind
Slowly wafting away
Like a red baloon
Climbing ever higher
Reaching for the next goal in life
Reaching for that everglowing star
Nevermore to look behind
Reaching
Searching for the future
Flying freely
Nevermore lost
Finding that pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Instead of gold
The pot contains all the love and happiness that you've been flying for

It doesn't make sense to you
But I understand it

CopyRight Rick "Irockblue"11-03-1980


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