In my pocket I hold a rainbow,

All my hopes and dreams, this much I know.

Sitting alone in this park, middle of the day

I search for the words that I long to say.

In my pocket, some small change does remain.

You know for me, it's always the same.

The longer I look, the less I have found.

I still wonder why I stay around.

10/21/2008

Author's Note: On my desk, I have a photograph of a rainbow that you can see its actual end on a highway. It was taken by an OTR Driver somewhere in Texas... I wish I knew how to post it here...

Posted on 10/21/2008
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