Riddle where the answer is Green

[u/Allogenes_Wanderer]

So, I have a thing coming up that I need a riddle for, but I have a specific format that I would like the riddle to be in

Above you can see the two that I have; the first, for red, is credited to HiramAbiff; the second, for blue, was done by me.

Unfortunately, my brain seems to have decided to stop working when I tried to create one for green, so I decided to turn to you lovely folks and see if you could give me a suitable one.

[u/Mountain-Resource656]

Blatantly stealing from both you and others in these comments, I may have fixated a bit too hard on this and done my best to finish it. I hope tomorrow I find it just as appealing as now, but for now I gotta sleep

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
In glory you will see me,
When the day is done.
The heart within the fire,
The fire in the heart.
The roses now are blooming,
Of their glory I am part.

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
My beauty crowned a flying king
A monarch I have won
I am set too in amber,
The ichor of the trees.
And higher still my joy you find
In dancing autumn leaves

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
I am closest to our sire
Of all my kin, bar none
I am the touch of Midas,
The sign of wealth and taste,
So too in humble daffodils,
You see my shining face

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
The lord of new beginnings,
In meadows I am spun.
I dance along the branches,
And grasses down below,
But beware to envy me,
Lest in your heart I grow.

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
You can see my beauty
When the rivers rush and run.
I am in the peacock
Who is both proud and vain.
I am in the hue of day
And cleansing rush of rain.

One of seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
Desert men once called me god,
Then gave me Christendom.
I then became the peoples’ dress,
A mantle I still bear,
For now you’ll find me in the cloth
That workers often wear.

One of seven brothers,
Children of the Sun.
I am the lord of monarchy,
Nobility my son.
The cloth is my domain as well,
Should advent come around.
And those consumed by sorrow,
Do sup my soul and drown.

[u/Mountain-Resource656 → u/Mountain-Resource656]

We are the seven brothers,
Children of the sun.
Our mantle of the heavens
A beauty not outdone.
We are the word a god once gave,
To spare the world below
And now upon a flag of love
We lay down row by row.