Friday Poem: ‘Nothing Gold Can Stay’ by Robert Frost July 12, 2024 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. by Robert Frost-from Poetry Foundation Related Posts:Stay Home Stay Home:سر یہ اسٹے ہوم کا مطلب کیا ہوتا…Friday Poem: The ReturnFriday Poem: GraduationFriday Poem: RadioFriday Poem: If I Had Just a Little Bit of WisdomFriday Poem: I under stand!