Found Poetry 1,062

6/23/22

beware the crowing coins
I'm silver, I'm gold!
look at shining me!
wish upon me!
always shouted in passing
they make a mess of things
no liquid, but leave a visible stain

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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