Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Just revisiting a poem that I hadn't read since Middle School. For my precious, precious Dylan:

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.

-Robert Frost


The Blue Sparrow said...

I remember reading this in middle school too but reading it now, it has a whole new meaning to me. *HUGS*

Franchesca Cox said...

That is beautiful. I don't think I've ever read it. Thanks for sharing. It's so fitting, isn't it?