Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Nothing Gold Can Stay

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 


Kendra Logan said...

I love that poem. Have you read "The Outsiders"? It's one of my favorite books.


RFP said...

@Kendra--Yes, waaaaaaay back when I was your age. I still remember it, and Frost is one of my favorite poets, so that poem has stayed in my head lo these many years :)

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