Robert Frost
Birth: March 26, 1874
Death: January 29, 1963
It’s his 138th birthday!
You know him because – he’s a rather famous poet. I’m including one of his poems below.
The Pasture by Robert Frost
“I’m going out to lean the pasture spring;
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha’n’t be long. – You come too.
I’m going out to fetch the little calf
That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha’n’t be gone long. – You come too.”
1 comment:
Is it that time again? Somehow I always forget his birthday is in March!
Happy Birthday dear Mr. Frost! You're my father's favorite poet and because he had me study your poetry in high school you're one of my favorites too. :)
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