Nothing Gold can Stay by Robert Frost

Posted by on Jun 4, 2017 in All Blog Posts, Poetry | 0 comments


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.

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