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:TwitterFacebookLinkedInPinterestEmailMoreRedditTumblrPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...