Originally Posted By: BranShea
Still searching, this many years after the goldrush?
Don't let it bring you down.


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.

=r.frost=

----please, draw me a sheep----