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))
Thank-you for being in my life. I hope you find rest and happiness.
Phil Shuttlewood
Phillip
24th February 2019