Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold.
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
As leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sinks to grief,
As dawn goes down today,
Nothing gold can stay.
--Robert Frost
Is this poem true?? Can anything gold stay with?? I'd like to think that maybe Mr. Frost was wrong. I know that nothing physically gold can stay, but what about the spiritual gold? The freshness of life??
Just something to think about --
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
As leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sinks to grief,
As dawn goes down today,
Nothing gold can stay.
--Robert Frost
Is this poem true?? Can anything gold stay with?? I'd like to think that maybe Mr. Frost was wrong. I know that nothing physically gold can stay, but what about the spiritual gold? The freshness of life??
Just something to think about --
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