Bright of Gold
" Bright of Gold "
Their way was fraught with circumstance,
Their path to bright of gold.
Their day was bound in happenchance,
Or so their story is told.
Trek they did to mountain peak,
Among them seldom found a care.
Fortune that so they did seek,
That of which to man was rare.
Down to valley wound their path,
Along swift river bend then bound.
Depths ahead unknown to all,
Only that of gold they did enthrall.
Nor was or ever be end to this misery,
Found such so in wraith of wizardry.
Or so their story is told.
As it ever does unfold.
SeaWolf
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Copyright © Caribbean Seawolf | Year Posted 2012
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