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, Nothing Gold Can StayFriendships come and go, as we all change throughout the ages. Sometimes truer friends will remain, but ( Read more... )