Straddling my horse
riding into the wind
suddenly gold appears
my face with a grin
The gold is everywhere
as ludicrous as it seems
radioactive decay
sparkling in the stream
Riding into the sun
beautiful white light
gold falling to the ground
an incredible sight
Picking up the gold
excited at the treasure
rolling around in it
too much to measure
Picking some up
from the ground and the stream
enough to fill a mattress
an incredible dream
Sun begins to set
the gold fading away
could have been a myth
but the memory never sways
copyright 2021 Debbie Pierce
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