Growing up is searching
for that pot of gold.!
The rainbow comes
And the search begins…
Innocence explores every hill- climbs every tree!
Just to chase a butterfly-
And see the bees…
Then in the flowers
You find life and you find honesty…
You grow and…
Up like the flowers…
To realize scientific truth!
Growling up is learning that rainbows
Come from water and not gold!
But happy hunting anyway!

After St. Patty’s Day ☘️