Friday, October 21, 2011

autumn

Nature's 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 to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

--Robert Frost


1 comment:

Bicycle Kitty said...

Lovely. Haven't read this since high school, thanks!