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.
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
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Robert Frost is one of my favorite poets. I love this poem.
ReplyDeleteGolden words stay for good...♪
ReplyDeleteLovely poem :) xx
ReplyDeleteWhat a nice poem for the letter N !
ReplyDeleteAh, Robert Frost. His words sure turn this girl's head and heart.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Pam! Robert Frost is my absolute favorite!
ReplyDeleteLove Robert Frost. Haven't read this one for awhile. Thanks for the reminder!
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