“There’s Gold in them there hills!”
We hear
So we search.
Spending years
Seeking a glimpse of it
Then one day the hills are gone
Lost to our view
“There’s Gold at the end of the rainbows”
We hear
So we search
Seeking rain, seeking bows
Seeking gold somewhere
Then one day the rain is gone
Lost to our view
In their hearts it lies
The gold we seek
Across the room we search
Spending a mere second
We find gold in a heart
More precious
Than any in stone.