by April Cookson
On the other side of the fence, the grass
is always greener,
That’s just a myth thought up by a dreamer.
You can wish upon a star,
It won’t change who you are.
There may be treasure at the rainbow’s end,
But you will find no gold to spend.
If a silver lining is what you’re looking for,
My friend, you need look no more.
They say these words to help them cope,
One thing is for sure, there’s always hope.
So they say.
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