SHE HAS TRANSCENDED THE PAIN: IN MEMORIAM PHYLLIS CARLA IBSEN

Nothing Gold Can Stay
by Robert Frost
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.

THE FIRST STEP OF A THOUSAND YEARS OLIVER STEPS OUT!