Poetry of Kansas

"Beauty For Ashes"

How still she lay and smiled at us
    Throughout that golden August day!
While 'round her bed the wistful flowers
Made passing sweet those quiet hours___
    And she as sweet and white as they.
 
Upon her brows, of pain clean-swept,
    There lay no trace of years long spent.
Beneath her parted silvery hair
Her face shone almost girlish fair
    With such a look of deep content.
 
It was as if at break of day
    One straight from Paradise had stepped
Into her room with swift release,
And for her sufferings given peace___
    "Beauty for ashes." So she slept.
 

The Call of Kansas and Other Poems
Esther M. (Clark) Hill
(Cedar Rapids: Torch Press. __)
Page 17

 
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