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 Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading...