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 leafSo Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay.By Robert Frost
woodendreams:
(by Slawek Staszczuk)
i would run away… i’d run away… with you… ‘cause i, i’ve fallen in love with you… no, never, i’ll never gonna stop...
One day. One day..