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| Nature's first green is gold, |
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| Her hardest hue to hold. |
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| Her early leaf's a flower; |
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| But only so an hour. |
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| Then leaf subsides to leaf. |
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| So Eden sank to grief, |
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| So dawn goes down to day. |
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| Nothing gold can stay. |
Words by Robert Frost
Photos by Tara
Spectacular fall colors and children by God.
