Rainbow's End

by Ed Robinson

From birth, all men seek it;
Eventually, all must find it.
Few men are happy to see it.

Some hope to find it standing tall;
Some hope it comes while dreaming.
Some hope not to see it 'til it's theirs.

The robber hopes to take it for himself;
The missionary seeks to give it to others.
The miser wants no one else to have it.

Some hope it's a beginning;
Many think it to be an end.
A few hope to chase it many times.

At the dawn, it seems unrealistic;
At midday, it becomes too real.
As night falls, it is always.

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