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. 

See also  Cloister Thoughts by Maurice Hewlett
Leave a Reply 0

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *