At rainbows end no pot of gold,
will you find lying there
No buried treasure or leprechaun,
no girl with golden hair
Your wildest dreams will not come true,
the future you will not see
You made find nothing there at all,
asking just how can that be
But take a friend to the rainbows end,
and magic you can make
By venturing out in the world,
just to take a break
A bottle of wine some earthy cheese,
or box of favorite snacks
Sit and chat the hour’s away,
while both of you relax
In the end your pot of gold,
you will have brought along
So celebrate them all you can,
in poems, stories and songs
When looking for the rarest gems,
or finest booty in the land
It just may be the guy or girl,
who’s holding your left hand
Author notes
A contest entry
- At The End Of The Rainbow (Rhyme Only) by passim.
1500 points, ended September 15, 2008, 27 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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What a lovely thought. I would love to find a hand to hold at the end of my rainbow. Thank you
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very lovey
what a lovely piece you have written here so full of emotion and truth wonderful poetry
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Well said!! Like the lines.."But take a friend to the rainbows end, and magic you can make" and.."In the end your pot of gold you will have brought along" Friendship is such treasure.
What an awesome photo eh!!
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