Pot Of Gold Poem by Sandra Finch

I followed the rainbow
To find it's pot of gold.
What I found was better
I found you to hold.

I wanted gold and silver
Cause I was a greedy man.
I was sent what I needed
Now I'm the richest in the land.

You're my pot of gold
At the rainbows end.
You're better than the riches
I asked God to send.

God sent me true love
Instead of silver or gold,
I received something better
I got you to hold.

I wouldn't trade your love
For riches or for fame.
Since I found your love
I'll never be the same.