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.
Yeah well I don´t really NEED time for my friends, now that were all growing up and getting older I think that they have become more like a purden But the time goes to my boyfriend of course