Heart of Gold

Sometimes we meet people,
and declare they have a heart of gold.
They do things for others,
never expecting any beneficial in return.
It is only part of their nature.
They do not see anything special,
in the things they do.
To them it is only part of their life,
which they travel through.
When someone makes public,
of their golden deed,
those with the hearts of gold,
into the background,
try quickly to proceed.

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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