Midas Touch

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“Midas Touch,” New Era, Oct. 1998, 51

Midas Touch

Here in my room

I notice a splash of gold at my feet.

I peer at it,

and laugh.

It is a leaf.

I pick it up and suddenly on impulse tear through the house,

leap off the porch

and into a thousand splashes of gold.

And millions have yet to fall.