karen yiu
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
And thanks to St. Elmo's Fire & a season working at Parmenter's, I also appreciate a young Rob Lowe.
