A good poem to know...

Many moons ago I was a literature major and read far and wide (within the arena of contemporary American Literature.) I read a lot of poetry, more than any regular person should be subjected to and still be expected to appreciate the manly pastimes of watching football and tailgating.

Anyway, here's a good poem to know. It's short, catchy and by Robert Frost.

And it's a good one to recite to yourself when your brand spanking new and beautiful bike takes a spill and you get that First Scratch which transforms it from a thing of ethereal beauty to "just a bike."

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.