Pot of gold
Enjoying being able to choose
from three different kinds of tea,
that's the happiness you'll never lose
at least that's part of it for me
You can walk, trot, stride or run
along life's path,
or just relexedly sit in the sun
instead of going out of your way to face God's wrath
On a cold and rainy day,
you see them so often,
wouldn't it be easier to just say
"Let the love flow and your heart soften"?
Please forgive me when I admit,
when I forget the dough,
it usually isn't enough to have grit,
one must also let his humanity show
Cold as the world can appear
and with fear you may sometimes quiver
Remember that there is nothing to fear
that is not inside you; yet you shiver
with anticipation or anxiety
when facing the populous,
the mob called society,
who sometimes want you to lead the exodus
Like lemmings off a cliff,
you may show others the way
to let their upper lips get stiff,
although, no, this cannot be okay
For we know life is like a pot of gold,
a precious treasure,
not to be squandered or sold,