What glorious gold. I can never get enough of the precious stuff. Have you ever seen such a beautiful colour? A part of me just wants to gather it into a pile and roll in it.
And I know I am not the only one to cherish it. People throughout the ages have done so much for it. It’s such a pity that no can seem to grasp it for very long; almost as soon as they have it, it is gone.
What I wouldn’t give for more of it.
