Tuesday, November 26, 2024

 poem of the day November 26 

Gold Gold Gold
Everybody wants it
The good, bad, greedy
Even those who shun 
the limelight of glitter
are smitten with the shine
It is the power color
where carats of coal 
turned gold over time
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