Gold - Poof It Is Gone
The morning bright sunlight in the sky, gold rays reach far and wide. After a mighty storm, leaves make a gold carpet to walk upon. Pretty flowers are opening up, gold is exploding over the hills and fields. Nature's gold will not last, watch it when you can~poof it is gone.
Date Written: 2/20/2023
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2023
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