by Amy Lowell (1874 - 1925)

I painted the leaves of bushes red
Language: English 
I painted the leaves of bushes red
And shouted: “Fire! Fire!”
But the neighbors only laughed.
“We cannot warm our hands at them,” they said.
Then they cut down my bushes,
And made a bonfire,
And danced about it.
But I covered my face and wept,
For ashes are not beautiful
Even in the dawn.

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This text was added to the website: 2014-03-25
Line count: 10
Word count: 55