Gold
Is Gold, Nature's favourite hue -
For new beginnings, and transitions too?
The gold of the sun - upon each new morn
And gold again - when the day is gone.
The flash of gold - before the green
In each new leaf-bud - barely seen.
Green turns gold - under autumn skies
Heralding leaf-fall before our eyes.
Little wonder then, that we turn to gold
To symbolize new beginnings - since days of old!
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