Another Pot Of Gold

The butterfly has emerged from the cacoon
21 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
Wafting away like a red balloon
Climbing ever higher
Reaching for the next goal in life
Reaching for that ever glowing star
Never more to look behind
Reaching and searching, for the future
Flying freely
Never more lost
Finding the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Instead of gold
The pot contains all of the love and happiness
That you have been flying for

CopyRight Rick "Irockblue" 11-03-1980


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