Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Poemaday #11

I have been so busy BUYING A HOUSE that I have neglected Poemaday.  No More!  Here is yesterday's Poemaday:

Nothing Gold Can Stay

by Robert Frost

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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