Poetry: Gold’s Worth

Updated: Dec 26, 2020

A fleck of gold

Not worth a worry

Lost in the sandy stream

A fleck in the palm of my

Hand gleaming back

The light of untold dreams

A fleck of gold

My father craved

The burden of desire I carried

A fleck of gold

Lost in my back pocket

Those shiny distractions, I buried.


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