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Nothing Gold Can Stay

This is the poem Ponyboy recites, it’s beautiful.

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost, 1874 – 1963

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.

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