Ocupation: Poet
Life: August 8, 1884 - January 29, 1933
Birthday: August 8
Death: January 29
A delicate fabric of bird song Floats in the air, The smell of wet wild earth Is everywhere. Oh I must pass nothing by Without loving it much, The raindrop try with my lips, The grass with my touch; For how can I be sure I shall see again The world on the first of May Shining after the rain?
topic: Song, Spring, Rain, After The Rain, Floats, Bird Song