A golden cloud wandered in Waycross Georgia,
It wandered lonely in the sunset skies.
And I remember we were told;
Soon it will rain a drop of gold.
All the cloud it wandered high,
Above Tiger Mountain and Miller's Cave.
And I was there and I was told;
Soon it will rain a drop of gold.
And such was life in Waycross Georgia,
Such was life when soon we were wet...
A honey dew we all drank and ate;
And I was one of the children told;
We all must taste our drop of gold.
A Drop Of Gold
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 05/15/2020
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Poem topics: children, lonely, remember, sunset, tiger, honey, mountain, taste, high, golden, cloud, life, rain, gold, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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