Poem -

Waters blue - first light.

Waters blue - first light.

When the gold was rushed upon, and stones were turned first light

And the hills were full of anglers searching
For delight

The scurry of their buckets, their pan in water's blue

Looking for their pot of gold, their dream
Of riches - come true.

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