Cold as an iceberg
If ever I were,A big humongous iceberg,
I'd freeze and say burr!
Cold as an iceberg
If ever I were,A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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