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 today
Nothing gold can stay
-Can you believe this. It was just year ago when we used to do reflections and tests from this poem. Now my Eigth grade year has finished and I am already remembering it. It soo sad how it just finished in just a poof. I'll always remeber the great time I had this year. I dedicate this poem from Robert Frost to all my 8th grade teachers.
