Stay
Golden moments, their precious hues,
Tarnish and fade into the blues...
Nothing gold can stay, they say.
Why, must these things pass away?
Was happiness not meant to see?
What a wonderful world that would be;
Of flowers that should not wilt,
With the family that was built.
If I could, I would have my way...
And, everything gold would stay.
(Inspired by Robert Frost's poem, 'Nothing Gold Can Stay')
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2023
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