Golden People Poem by H. William Nattress

After many elation's
and too many bruises,
one eventually discovers
life is an art form.
To work with granite
taking heavy tools
large hammers and sweat.
To work with gold
takes practice,
fine instruments and patience.
Yet gold,
is precious
without the artist! .
So ook-out for the gold
in golden people,
for life,
is to short,
to do otherwise.

(June 16th,1983, Egg Shell Cove, Bow River, Calgary.)
(Dedicated to Ms. Mizat Lamaj)