Pot of gold Enjoying being able to choose from three different kinds of tea, that's the happiness you'll never lose at least that's part of it for me You can walk, trot, stride or run along life's path, or just relexedly sit in the sun instead of going out of your way to face God's wrath On a cold and rainy day, you see them so often, wouldn't it be easier to just say "Let the love flow and your heart soften"? Please forgive me when I admit, when I forget the dough, it usually isn't enough to have grit, one must also let his humanity show Cold as the world can appear and with fear you may sometimes quiver Remember that there is nothing to fear that is not inside you; yet you shiver with anticipation or anxiety when facing the populous, the mob called society, who sometimes want you to lead the exodus Like lemmings off a cliff, you may show others the way to let their upper lips get stiff, although, no, this cannot be okay For we know life is like a pot of gold, a precious treasure, not to be squandered or sold, yes, life is precious, beyond any measure.