Gold Panner’s Prayer I have no wish for wealth untold, Just let me pan for a little Gold. Pretty crystals and a few little flakes, Is all I ask, for Goodness sakes. So let me wander by mountain streams, And fill my nights with Peaceful Dreams. Of one bright nugget, yet to be found; By a chuckling stream on untamed ground. Lord, hear this poor Gold Panner’s prayer, And let me breathe the mountain air. Let the forest floor be my bed, ‘Till my time comes and I am dead .
Posted on: Mon, 03 Nov 2014 01:45:06 +0000
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