Ocupation: Poet
Life: August 19, 1902 - March 19, 1971
Birthday: August 19
Death: March 19
Winter is the king of showmen, Turning tree stumps into snowmen And houses into birthday cakes And spreading sugar over lakes. Smooth and clean and frosty white, The world looks good enough to bite. That’s the season to be young, Catching snowflakes on your tongue. Snow is snowy when it’s snowing, I’m sorry it’s slushy when it’s going.
topic: Kings, Sorry, Winter, Birthday Cake, Snowman, Winter Morning, Snowy