NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
Nature's first green is gold,🍂
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;🍁
But only for an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
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Ten Million Fireflies
Poetryit's a collection of all my favourite poems and Verses of Robert Frost, my favourite poet. I was thinking of keeping them together in a diary or something. and then I remembered there's wattpad to keep them and share with others. so here you go...