Joyce Kilmer was born 6 December 1886, and died 30 July 1918.
- I think that I shall never see / A poem lovely as a tree.
- There is no place in which to hide / When Age comes seeking for his bride.
- The only reason a road is good as every wanderer knows / Is just because of the homes, the homes, the homes to which one goes.
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