This Pot of Gold

Is there really a pot of gold

At the end of the rainbow?

My teacher says no,

But I think so.

Is happily ever after true for me too?

My daddy says no way,

But I'll find a way.

We'll find a way,

Me and my brother.

I want to find that pot of gold,

I want to find what's next.

So I'll take his hand,

And my bag and be on the trail

To an imaginary paradise.

The distance to this gold,

Is so far away.

Every time I get closer,

It goes further back wards.

But I'll make it one day,

You'll see and I'll show you

That this dream of mine

Isn't imaginary,

It's a possibility that hasn't be made.

A baby that just needs more time

To grow up like me!

Then,

You'll see,

I promise you sweets,

My book will have a sequel,

Or maybe a chapter 3.