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
"I've been thinking about it, and that poem , that guy that wrote it , he meant you are gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything is new, dawn. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's Gold. Keep it that way, it’s a good way to be. I want you to tell Dally to look at one. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset. There's still a lot of good in the world. Tell Dally. I don't think he knows.
Your Buddy, Johnny"