Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nothing Gold Can Stay
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.

This is one of my absolute favorite poems. My 11th grade english teacher made me translate this and was shocked when I did it with such ease.