Thin Strips - Poem by Carl Sandburg
IN a jeweler's shop I saw a man beating
out thin sheets of gold. I heard a woman
laugh many years ago.
Under a peach tree I saw petals scattered
.. torn strips of a bride's dress. I heard
a woman laugh many years ago.
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