There's a rainbow in the sky.
We all walk on it, every day.
To the pot of gold, our happiness.
Our way to live another day.
Sometimes there is a person falling of.
They have to start over again.
Sometimes someone grabs one when they fall.
Those are lucky to have someone like that.
And often, very often there is one person.
And that person catches them all.
And such a person will walk with you.
Untill you reach the pot of gold.
by Jerone
Subject: Creative Thread 
Mon Jan 19, 2009 9:07 am
