Nothing Gold

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. -Robert Frost

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Location: Arlington, Virginia, United States

I am a white American middle class suburban housewife trying desperately to tell herself that that is not who she is. One time I was a glowing young ruffian. Oh my God it was a million years ago.

Thursday, August 11, 2005

On Albus' Death

For the Phoenix - A eulogy

The ashes lay cold and flat and undisturbed,
no glimmer, no glow
never to give shape again,
and the lonely dust settles and settles.

The chasm of pain and grief and hopelessness
yawns and opens wide,
and the silence echoes all about
with the sighs of lost times and moments.

A Man remembered and missed.
Guide and protector.
But no more will the walls call softly,
with the echo whispers from a friend.

Wings forever raised, head forever bowed,
rest well and rest deep,
and go foward with joy and pride.
It was an honour to have known you.

Jazzy Cat Jr


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