Pot Of Gold

Shall we continue searching for the end of the rainbow?

Or appreciate the majesty of the colored lines

The pot of gold might change your financial situation

But don't we learn more through difficult and arduous time?

There is not a single sould who would ever choose pain, tho

pain matured is growth, both physical and within our mind

FOr what is gold and silver without appreciation?

Appreciate the journey before the gold makes you blind

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world

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