Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing Gold Can Stay
Robert Frost, 1874 - 1963

 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. 


victor said...

thsnk you for this poem.This blog is unique in
giving us culture and beautiful noys

Paul said...

Such a beautiful reminder to appreciate the magic of the moment. Perhaps nothing gold can stay, but life is full of golden moments. We need only look to find them.