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. 


2 comments:

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.