MY TREASURES OF LADEN GOLD

(For Magdalene)

The words, they`re not coming

I wish they did

I need them now more than ever

For this is my one and only moment

To utter words – yes, mere words

And turn them intro bullions of gold.

I won`t give up until they start coming

Why shouldI?After all, I`m no longer a kid

Daily I strive to do better

I resist any torment

I refuse to wield swords

 And I gun for nothing but bullions of gold.