Aaro Hellaakoski quotes

When the early morning sun
first pierced the grayness in the sky,
a pickerel rose from his watery home
to climb a pine tree, singing.
And high in the branches, he looked upon
the morning's glowing beauty -
the wind-blown ripples on the lake,
dew-freshened flowers and fields below. (Aaro Hellaakoski)

From his hole so wet and drenching a pike rose up to tree to sing when through the greyish net of clouds first gleam of day was seen and at the lake the lapping waves woke up with joyous mean the pike rose to the spruce's crone to take a bite at reddish cone.

Aaro Hellaakoski

Aaro Hellaakoski

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Born: June 22, 1893
Died: November 23, 1952
Quotes count: 2