Nature's Green Is Gold by Robert Frost
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.
As you are out and about on the lookout for signs of spring to record in your journal, keep this classic poem in mind. Spring time colors are stunning. Greens evolve into golds and reds. Spend some time looking for these special, subtle spring time colors.
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