On Tiffany Creek

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Nothing Gold Can Stay

March 29, 2020March 29, 2020by TiffanyCreek

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.

Robert Frost

 

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