" It is the name of a poem by Robert Frost; it is also the message he conveys in several of his works. While reflecting on this piece as well as "A Patch of Old Snow" we can come to a greater understanding as to why "Nothing Gold Can Stay.".
As nature's first green starts to show itself, it is such a sight. The people, the ground, and the sky are a miserable grey from months of a dreary winter. Then as if out of nowhere a flower pops out of the ground, a bright green bud. The first bit of color for the year arrives just before spring to get all of us ready for the most beautiful time of the year. But this little glimpse of "gold" lasts only a short while. Sometimes the frost comes back and kills the flower, or it might be the first meal of an animal awaking from hibernation, but regardless, this virgin flower is the beauty that awakens us all from a miserable winter. This applies to many things in life. That song you just loved on the radio, or that shirt you bought at the mall. You love them at first sight but after that song is played out and your shirt fades, you don't love them nearly like you did weeks ago. This goes for everything under the sun unfortunately. Human taste makes us dislike things after a while and unfortunately nature seems to get tired of such beauty well before we do, that's why sunrises and sunsets are so short.
The patch of snow shows more about faded memories than of lost beauty, but they have much to do with each other. Snow is so white and clean and attractive, until it gets all old and grimy then it isn't wanted anymore, but it almost serves as a reminder as to how nice the winter was, until we realize that we get so mad at the snow that we suppress the memories of the untouched snow blanketing the outdoors. Much like yesterdays news, once it is kind of out of the picture we try and forget about it, after all it is useless to us.
It is an unfortunate situation we live in.
