Posted in Poetry The Golden Plight by L. M. Montes Posted on July 21, 2022August 3, 2022 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. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email More Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Like Loading...