Smoky Roses (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Smoky Roses Smoky Roses The "mogul" rides the east wind, Cleaving the dust and heat, Speeding from dawn to twilight With thunder and lightning feet. The smoky roses wither Breathing the dust and sand Where the old man guards a crossing With a red flag in his hand. He coaxes from the waste heaps A meagre garden space, And brushes the tearing cinders From the rose's tender face. His smoky roses wither Under the cinder and ash, And the red rose dims to greyness In the joy of her first red flash. The long days are contentless, The yards are a small, tight world, He watches trains for Frisco That over the plains are hurled. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.