Σάββατο, 16 Απριλίου 2011

Nothing gold can stay

Nothing gold can stay....
poem by
Robert Frost(1923)

Natures first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower,
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down today.
Nothing gold can stay.

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