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.
Nothing gold can stay ~ Robert Frost
Nothing Gold Can Stay
HANNA'S WALK 
Beautiful picture with a beautiful poem!
Thanks, Anuscka. My picture is of a wonderful path leading all the way to the sea. The poem is just like the wheel of life. Nothing stays the same.
That poem will always remind me of the book/movie The Outsiders. 💗
Thanks for bringing my attention to The Outsiders. Really appreciate it!!
It was my favorite movie when I was an angst ridden young teenager. 😁
Movies and books are priceless!! 🙂
Wonderful 🙂 🙂
Thank you so much, Jo!!
How very beautifully, and how very true.
Thanks George. Yes, it’s true but once in a while it would be nice if you could put the time on hold –
That’s the trouble with gold – it just slips through your fingers… Another super picture. 😊
Thanks a lot, Mike and thank you for your comment 🙂 🙂