At The End Of The Rainbow

At the end of the rainbow is a pot of gold

At the end of the rainbow is my home

There is a land so fair and a girl who waits for me there

To pick her up and hold her in my arms

To let her know there is no harm

She is so young so innocent

I like to think of all the time we spent

Fishing in the lake, running the boat, BBQing steaks, or bottle feeding the goat

She reminds me of her mother so. Especially with her smile and her glow

There is a time but I can not say when the breeze would blow and sway

 In the land where magic flows at the end of the rainbow