My Poems!

A Nugget

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This is about the Gold Rush in California of the pioneer days. I hope you enjoy!~

Forty-niners

Straining hard

Searching for gold

But success from their grasp was far

They were told in the Golden State

Plenty of gold to throw around

A fine profit they could make

Selling pounds and pounds

But in reality

The Golden state wasn't as profitable as it seemed to be

Men worked for long hours

Deep in the mud with their pans

Searching for little nuggets of gold

Pushing away the muddy dirt with their hands

Looking for gold in that sand

Their families grew hungrier

For the men worked all day

For something that wouldn't pay

"Just one gold nugget,"

A man once said

"Can make me richer beyond my dreams"

But he was born poor and still poor is dead

And his family starved

Quickly ran out of their budget

Because he kept searching day and night

For a tiny gold nugget