At the End of the Rainbow
18/01/2016
At the end of the rainbow
I stand in my garden looking to the sky,
The beauty of it, it just catches my eye,
Across the sky and behind the trees,
Stretching across the rivers and seas,
Down the valley, across the mountains
Streaming down like water from fountains,
I follow the path to the end where I’ll see,
Whatever the rainbow has in store for me,
I crawl to the finish I’m finally there,
But all I can see is a book and a chair,
The book tells a story, of adventure and trust,
And then when the story ends just turns to dust,
The story was mine and it was long and rough,
But the moral of the story was that life can be tough,
You just roll with the punches,
And live life by hunches,
Life is a journey like that in the book,
You learn so much like to dance and to cook,
So by the end of your days have learnt all you can,
And don’t live your life like a stage by stage plan,
Live your life one step at a time,
And I guarantee you’ll have a good time.
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