Poetry Nothing Gold Can Stayby Robert Frost December 25, 2021April 8, 2022 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 Share this Facebook Email Post navigation Previous Story Previous post: What does God really think of us?Next Story Next post: Unsafe Zone