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Nothing Gold Can Stay 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. Hope this is what your looking for. It hold...

Okay, I've never been much of a poet, but I thought of this little poem and I thought it sounded sorta cool in a way, but I'm not sure. I want you to be honest about it, but not rude. Is there anything you suggest? I don't really think the last line fits, so.... yeah. Here it is: I cannot...