Trust

Trust is the gold you cannot buy

It grows and matures

Over time

Trust is the gold you cannot mine

From the heart

Of an untold lie

Trust is the gold you cannot wear

Yet everyone has some

Some where

Trust is the gold that does not age

Yet with every fault

It tends to change

Trust is the gold in which is an unlimited supply

If worthy

Of the questioning eye

Trust is the gold

In which anyone can hold

Be you young or old

Poor Or Rich

It doesn't really matter which

Trust is the gold that blooms

Like an undying flower

But can take the toll

Of a fighting power

With it you can stand so tall

Without it you feel so small

The unseen force

That flies so silently

Yet means so much to you and me

Holding together life at the seams

Bringing Love,Laughter, and Peace

With it comes serenity

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wolfangel87's picture

The poem flows very well!