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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that's a perfect match, Thinker :) Nature is a really inspiration for writers and artists of all kinds.
Glad you liked it, Luisa. That's a great photo, where is it taken?
thank you :) in Stockholm, a beautiful nature-friendly city :)
One of my favorite poems!
Glad you liked our post Baley.
Love this, great complement - poem & photo!
Happy you liked our post Get Zapped.
What a beautiful poem! And the picture is great :)
Thank you Cecile, happy you liked the poem and the photo.
Gold is also one of nature's last colors before the killing frost. Thanks for sharing this lovely reminder of the season.
Happy you liked it WineInThyme.
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