Nothing gold can stay
They were beautiful in the trees, now they are turning out to be work.
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
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Work, work, work. Think I've finally finished raking our leaves.
I had forgotten how fast you worked. You should have been up here Sunday when Michael, Stephen, Trevor and Emily got all our leaves up. We have 30+ trash bags sitting on the sidewalk. I don't think you had that many. I forgot that was the day of your party. Ha ha ha. ILY
30!....come on down the road. If I bagged them all there would probably be 100! The trash truck has already taken 20, and my yard looks as if I haven't even started.
you know anonymous. it jsut easier than logging in....
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