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.
from "Complete Poems of Robert Frost", 1916
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Before the sunset after a major storm in Wisconsin...seen out my window. To see more SkyWatch Friday posts, or join in the fun, visit the man with the plan, Tom at Wigger's World.
