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How great a store of gold we own,
To men and governments unknown! —
No matter what may overcome us,
Gold nothing ever can take from us,
Gold hidden in a place apart,
Gold boarded in the human heart,
A larger store, a fairer treasure,
Than ever gave a miser pleasure.
What golden memories are yours
I know not, but I know endures
In er’ry heart some thought of someone
Not matter what may overcome one.
I know what memories are mine
Of nights of peace, of days divine,
The only treasure ever given
To man to take with him to heaven.
And then there is the gold we share,
The riches scattered ev’rywhere,
The yellow gold the morning brings us,
The redder gold the sunset flings us,
The golden feathers of a bird,
And many a gracious, golden word
Of lips of love, or friendship tender,
The gold we never need surrender.
(Copyright, 1934, by Douglas Malloch)
Sheboygan Press (Sheboygan, Wisconsin) Mar 2, 1934