Ponyboy: 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.
Johnny: Where did you learn that? That’s what I meant.
Ponyboy: Robert Frost wrote it. I always remembered it because I never quite knew what he meant.
Happy 49th Birthday to C. Thomas Howell!!!
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