Gold is a sunset during dinner. Gold is cheerful, bright, and happy, Gold is a medal you get when you're laughing. Gold is a sunny time in the middle of the day, Gold's children, yellow and bronze in the day, they all will play. Gold is feeling like a king, reigning over everything. Gold is during early spring when all the bluebirds turn to sing.
Gold is rings, dreams and whimsical things.
Little gold trinkets sparkle and dance, all in their own tiny trance. Gold is exquisite, dancing, divine. Gold is a clock keeping the time. Gold is like a soft hand on your shoulder, suddenly growing bolder and bolder. The sound of gold is bells ringing and tinkling, massaging your thoughts while you're thinking.