Poem - Gold Mining 

Believe me when I say I'm not the ordinary 20 year old

What makes me stand out is my passion for gold

I wish gold mining was something I could do full time 

But the sad truth is that I wouldn't make a single dime 

Just like a beekeeper who refuses to sell the sweet honey

A gold miner who keeps all his gold makes no money 

I would never trade my hard won gold for cash 

To me every gold nugget is special and ends up in my stash