I grew up believing the fairy tales and stories I was told…
I believed if I could make it over the rainbow…I'd find a pot of gold.
At the end of December this year I will be turning 70 year old…
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There are pots of gold everywhere if you look, the one you love is the biggest pot of gold you can find, then the beauty of nature. Real gold can be fools gold. Great poem, a good 5*
There are indeed pots of gold to be found everywhere around us. The wonders of nature are many.