Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold

her hardest hue to hold

her early leaf's a flower

but only so an hour

so leaf subsides to leaf

so eden sank to grief

dawn goes down to day

nothing gold can stay

When I saw this mom standing in the garden I though of this poem. I had to memorize it in the fifth grade. Now when I think about it, it's really a depressing but uplifting poem that encompasess my artist's statement. Hold on to the small moments life gives you. Because in the end, that's all you have. "live in the moment, bloom where you're planted." Its all the same. the "Nothing gold can stay" part is sucky... but true I guess.