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I wrote this poem on the train en route to my son’s graduation back in 2011.
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RIVER OF GOLD
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A droplet in the ocean
no different than the rest
The world is filled with motion
yet there seems no special quest
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There’s such a special journey
for one that is so small
A ripple, one of many
some are heading for a fall
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Life gives them such a blessing
with gifts for all to seek
Within is where they’re hiding
and the secret is to peek
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Search for true hidden talents
the playful ones count too
Don’t let them say it’s nonsense
deep inside you have the cue
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To learn the many reasons
for this and that and how
Till knowledge is the river
leads to taking such a bow
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The prize is yours forever
to take you far and wide
The river it is golden
rippling ever more with pride
waves and pebbles 