"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
But only so an hour.
Her early leaf's a flower;
So dawn goes down to day.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
Nothing gold can stay"
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Her Name is Memory
Teen FictionThe day tragedy struck his family was the day Nathaniel McCoy decided he was never going to sing again. Once a gifted singer, Nathaniel was now living an unwanted life. It does not help his father relocated their family to Alabama- a place Nathanie...
