Posted on 1 January, 2021 by thebestnchic 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. Share this:TwitterFacebookMoreLinkedInRedditTumblrPinterestWhatsApp Related Post navigationPrevious post: Neither Out Far Nor In DeepNext post: The Bonfire