Heather Burns


A Pot of Gold


My dear friend
I refuse to let
you go

somehow

it is difficult
to say good-bye
the golden threads
which has held us

together

for so long
refuses to sever
they have been
inter-laced

with time, and
knotted tightly
they have withstood
many storms

I know

at the end of your
rainbow
awaits a pot of gold










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Submitted: Monday, August 09, 2010
Edited: Sunday, August 10, 2014

Topic(s): friend


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