Thomas Alan Hawryliak
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 FrostThomas Alan Hawryliak missed on the 27th by,Dawn and Ashley Cousins
