Snowflake Posted March 3, 2004 Share Posted March 3, 2004 I noticed that the poem on the roads brought about a small debate on what was meant - being secure with the choice or lamenting the other route that coulda/shoulda/woulda been taken. I believe that THIS poem (one of my favorites) speaks volumes about love, death, the circle of life....(and it's short, too!) Nothing Gold Can Stay by: Robert Frost (1875 - 1963) 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. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mhutch1366 Posted March 3, 2004 Share Posted March 3, 2004 Thank you, Becky. It touched me. XOXOX MaryAnn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BeckyCW Posted March 4, 2004 Share Posted March 4, 2004 Becky, Thank you. Beautiful poem and a good reminder. BeckyCW Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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