Nature’s first green is gold, Something beautiful appears at the beginningg, Her hardest hue to hold, Beautiful things are hard to keep, Her early leaf’s a flower, Nature looks most beautiful at first, But only so an hour, Beautiful moments do not last long, Then leaf subsides to leaf, Something beautiful becomes ordinary, So Eden sank to grief, Even perfect things can be lost, So dawn goes down to day, Morning changes quickly, Nothing gold can stay, Everything eventually changes.

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