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.
-Robert Frost
Samuel Zackariah Rose III 1936-2003
(This what I read at my Dads funeral on October 3, 2003.)
(This what I read at my Dads funeral on October 3, 2003.)
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