GOLD

By Hanna M.

When I was only six years old

my mother said I was good as gold.

If I was gold then what was she

was she blue or gold like me.

Many say that gold is great

but I think that gold is fate.

For if I'm gold and so is my mother

maybe gold is passed from one to another.

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