Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Gold That Never Stay
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.
'Nothing Gold Can Stay' - Robert Frost
reminisced;
- 12:16 AM