Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Nature's first green

The site of these first blooms near my office building brought to mind the famous poem by Robert Frost.

Nothing gold can stay

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.

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