My first GIP

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


Icon by damnskippytoo.

Poem by Robert Frost.

Just wanted to say, in case someone didn't get the memo, *g*, I love my OTP.