This belongs to Heather Rowland.
I took the lines from a Robert Frost poem which I first read in the book “The Outsiders”. This is my favorite poem and book. I was in the grocery store the other day, when a woman behind me said ”Oh, that’s beautiful”. We talked about the book, “The Outsiders” which we agreed was a rite of passage for young girls in the late 70’s. She told me about your website.
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