Nothing Green Can Stay Poem by James McLain

Nature first the green of the leaf turns gold,
is the hue where it is that she of whom
should grasp the softest of the hardest leaf?
Quick wits where she is quick.
The flower of at first pushed up is green.
But being so just as it is and some one hour.
Then the leaf is settled down because.
The leaf comes out therefore Adam sank to sorrow.
Therefore as for the dawn at all in day.
Becomes the evening shade and down the road
the green turns each new leaf
and gold is it not the wind and rain made possible?