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.
-Robert Frost
Stay Gold Ponyboy
-S.E. Hinton
A close friend once used this quote when talking to me, and ever since I’ve been infatuated with the book and the poem.
Same Sunsets 