Nothing Gold Can Stay
Chapter 3: Epilogue: A Little Poem I Wrote Nearly a Decade Ago
Previous ChapterThey say or so I'm told
That nothing can stay gold:
The world is in decay,
from green to moldy gray.
But! No way am I sold:
What one day won't grow old
I hold within my gaze:
My true love's golden rays.
Author's Notes:
I'm particularly proud of the rhyme scheme.