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.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

~ by Robert Frost

Of all the poems I memorized - be it for school or just for fun - this is the one that sticks. One of Frost's shortest works and one of the dearest to me. A friend sent it to me years ago and I later recited it at camp in New Hampshire. The poem brings something new every time I recall it.

Posted by Monoceros at February 14, 2006 2:41 PM