Poem Of The Day
Posted by Pejman Yousefzadeh on Sun May 11, 2008 at 12:58:55 AM EST
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, Nothing Gold Can Stay.