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by Carl Sandburg, 1920

The wishes on this child’s mouth
 Came like snow on marsh cranberries;
 The tamarack kept something for her;
 The wind is ready to help her shoes.
 The north has loved her; she will be
 A grandmother feeding geese on frosty
 Mornings; she will understand
 Early snow on the cranberries
 Better and better then.

Published in Smoke and Steel

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