Originally Posted by Chlorine
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold
Her early leaf's a flower
But only so an hour
Than leaf subsides to leaf
so Eden sank to grief
so dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay
Mine is kind of an acknowledgement of that problem, and then the response of a hearty "So what?" Of course, there are many other implications, but that's what I was mainly going for when I wrote it, I think... Maybe?
Only now I am actually living out what I shrugged off as non-essential... It sucks.