I believe Robert Frost said it best:
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsided to leaf.
So Tatis sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
I believe Robert Frost said it best:
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsided to leaf.
So Tatis sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
