The End of the Rainbow

Drawing of rainbow with a pot of gold.  Caption reads: "If there's gold at the end of the rainbow, I'll be at the other end."

The End of the Rainbow

Poem by Iris Carden

If gold's found at the end of the rainbow,
let me tell you my friend,
I'll be the person who's searching
over at the other end.

I sometimes dream of what I'd do
if I had lots of money to spend.
But a lifetime of struggle has taught me,
I can't expect the struggle to end.

There are people I'd want to help
who I know are doing it tough.
There's so much I'd love to achieve.
It's not about getting more stuff.

Of course there's things I could buy
to make life easier for me.
I could make my home accessible
as my body moves less freely.

But there's no pot of gold I know of,
no genie offering a wish.
I pay my bills and have food to eat.
Life could be much worse than this.

I still daydream of all I could do,
if I gained sufficient money,
to support those I know need help,
with financial security for me.





By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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