Soul of a Child

Belief will grow,
Where the sun shines,
Where the rain bows,
And where shadows hide,
In the hearts and souls,
Of every child that grows,
Of the who never stops believing,
There will lay the pot of gold,
Where the end of the rainbow touches the soul,
Lets the child know,
That its heart is pure gold,
And that they can do more than ever known,
Letting the mind wonder,
Letting the soul fly,
Letting the world know,
What truly lay inside,
Where the smallest child,
Has the biggest heart,
Where the youngest dreamer,
Makes their dreams art,
At the end of the rainbow,
The soul always grows,
Hope runs the show,
And time will let us know
Where we are to go.