Quest for Gold Poem

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A miner bold, with pick and pan,
Set off to find a fortune's plan.
Through rugged mountains, rivers wide,
He journeyed far with hope and pride.
With dirt-streaked face and weary back,
He toiled each day, no time to lack.
His dreams of gold, a burning fire,
Pushed him on, his sole desire.
He faced the dangers of the mine,
In darkened tunnels, where no light could shine.
With grit and sweat, he dug so deep,
His faith unwavering, his resolve to keep.
Through days of drought and nights of cold,
He never wavered, steadfast and bold.
With each nugget found, his heart would soar,
A treasure worth the toil and more.
Though fortune's smile was sometimes fickle,
He never faltered, not a tickle.
For in his heart, he knew the truth,
That gold's pursuit was his eternal youth.
And so, he searched, with fervent zeal,
His eyes ablaze with golden zeal.
A gold miner's quest, a timeless tale,
Of dreams pursued, that never fail.