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Poppies



POPPIES She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in. In a loose white gown she walks ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 18 September 2006
Author: Carl Sandburg
Rating: 3.2/5 (14 votes cast)
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Poppies
POPPIES

She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in.
In a loose white gown she walks
and a new child tugs at cords in her body.
Her head to the west at evening when the dew is creeping,
A shudder of gladness runs in her bones and torsal fiber:
She loves blood-red poppies for a garden to walk in.
-Carl Sandburg -

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