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.

One Comment

  • Not sure why, but I was thinking of this poem a lot last night. For some reason, the first two lines were stuck in my head.In terms of favorite Frost poems, this one is definitely near the top. Although I think the #1 position still goes to Fire and Ice.

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