There was once a fellow from the days of old
Who stumbled upon a chunk of gold
Who stumbled upon a chunk of gold
He tried to keep quiet but rumor got out
Everyone knew there was gold, no doubt
People everywhere, came from all around
Hoping to find their own sparkling mound
They knelt in the stream and sifted away
Through rock and sand—searching everyday
They searched and searched and searched for gold
Hoping to find some before they are old
They persevered and never gave up
And soon they had gold in their cup
It all started when a fellow found gold
And this is how the story is told
A miner panning a Colorado stream. Art © Ciena Higginbotham |
Poet’s bio: Ciena Higginbotham is a youth member (Pebble Pups) of the Lake George Gem and Mineral Club, Lake George, Colorado and is 14 years old and an 8th grade homeschooler. She lives in the beautiful Rocky Mountains in Colorado. She’s always had a fascination with geology and has been collecting rocks since she was little. She has attended the Lake George Gem and Mineral Club Pebble Pups since 2010. With the assistance of the group, she had the chance to help write an article and earn several awards. Her other interests include writing, drawing, painting, and musical activities.