Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardset hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day,
Nothing gold can stay.
"Stay Gold Ponyboy, Stay Gold."
- Outsiders (Johnny)
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Poetic Justice
RandomThis book is a collection of all the poems, eye bouquets, etc. that I have written or enjoyed. Please comment and please tell me what you think. I wrote this in middle school so please take that into account. Eye bouquets are for blind people that...
