In the End

Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost (Image)

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 to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Title: Nothing Gold Can Stay
Year of Poem: 1923
Writer: Robert Frost
Birthplace of Writer: United Kingdom
Not every lesson that Mother Nature teaches is a pleasant one, for things like Death are an unalterable reality. Yet even tough lessons like these are taught with such finesse that one can only accept wholeheartedly, being content in the reality even though it might not conform with one’s wishes.