Nothing Gold Can Stay
...by Robert Frost. It's that time of year again:
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs 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.
Posted by: Outsider | May 10, 2008 at 10:06 PM