About a Day

This is my favorite poem...it's 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."

I memorized this poem when I read the Ousiders by SE Hinton...way back in Jr. High. I've always loved it. It seems sad, but I think it's interpretation can depend on the person's perspective.... I always think of a crisp fall morning and how it fades into evening when I think of this poem....it's about change and how nothing ever stays just the same...but that's a good thing for me. I've changed a lot through the years...evolved into the person that I am whether that is good or bad, it's just how it is.....

I hope you enjoyed the poem.