In my room so bold and bright,
on the wall with gold and light,
was a tree with leaves to pluck,
and waved this day to spin my luck,
but I said no, I’ll take a stance,
and find my way through time’s expanse.
The Golden Plight by L. M. Montes
In my room so bold and bright,
on the wall with gold and light,
was a tree with leaves to pluck,
and waved this day to spin my luck,
but I said no, I’ll take a stance,
and find my way through time’s expanse.
WRITE TIME AND AGAIN 