by Walter de la Mer
Here am I
A poor old Guy:
Legs in a bonfire,
Head in the sky;
Shoeless my toes,
Wild stars behind,
Smoke in my nose,
And my eye-peeps blind;
Old hat, old straw,
In this disgrace;
While the wildfire gleams
On a mask for face.
Ay, all I am made of
Only trash is;
And soon, soon,
Will be dust and ashes.
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ReganG66 2 years ago