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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Little Thoughts
PoetryA collection of my favorite poems by famous poets and unknown poets. Some poets who writing is included is Robert Frost and Charles Bukowski. And every once in a while I may post a short story I have written. I hope you enjoy.
