Eden, Not That I Am Better
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs 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.
- Robert Frost
“Nothing gold can stay”
To my and Frost’s dismay.
When leaf subsides,
I see green with inward eyes.
Eden will sink to grief
Like she has done before.
Love is her tragedy;
She favored beauty more.
Copyright © Tin Nguyen | Year Posted 2010
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