Stay Gold....

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.

Poem by Robert Frost

"Your gold when your a kid. When your a kid, everythings new. Like dawn, the way you dig sunsets, Ponyboy, that's gold. Keep it that way, its a good way to be." - Johnny Cade's letter to Ponyboy from the Outsiders.

I have always loved to watch the sunrise and the sunset, even before I read the Outsiders. I took this picture up at the cemetery; it is the best place in my home town to see the sunrise. I hope you enjoy this picture as much as I do.

The Outsiders belong to S.E. Hinton
Poem belongs to Robert Frost