Nothing Gold Can Stay
   Robert Frost, 1874--1963

Nature's first green is gold,
Her heart hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour,
So dawn goes to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

2 thoughts on “Nothing Gold Can…”

1. Loved when I was teaching, starting my section on poetry with this in one of the top spots.

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2. Thank you, Jane.

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