Ocupation: Poet
Life: November 10, 1879 - December 5, 1931
Birthday: November 10
Death: December 5
Oh, I have walked in Kansas Through many a harvest field, And piled the sheaves of glory there And down the wild rows reeled: Each sheaf a little yellow sun, A heap of hot-rayed gold; Each binder like Creation's hand To mold suns, as of old.
topic: Hands, Yellow, Kansas, Binders, Yellow Sun