Springtime Hurrah

It’s too stormy and rainy here to take photos of my own garden which is becoming slightly green in late April, and I’m not a poet, so I am borrowing a photo and a poem for today’s post. It’s probably an overused poem, but it’s one of the first poems I ever read as a child, and to me, it’s still perfect:

“Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost

Nature’s first green is gold,spring II
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.

 

 

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