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by: Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)
Roses and gold
For you today,
And the flash of flying flags.
I will have
Ashes,
Dust in my hair,
Crushes of hoofs.
Your name
Fills the mouth
Of rich man and poor.
Women
bring
Armfuls of
flowers
And throw on you.
I go hungry
Down in dreams
And
loneliness
,
Across the rain
To slashed hills
Where men wait and
hope
for me.
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poems by Carl Sandburg