33. "Please to remember"

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Here am I

A poor old Guy:

Legs in a bonfire,

Head in the sky;

 

Shoeless my toes,

Wild stars behind,

Smoke in my nose,

And my eye-peeps blind;

 

Old hat, old straw,

In this disgrace;

While the wildfire gleams

On a mask for face.

 

Ay, all I am made of

Only trash is;

And soon, soon,

Will be dust and ashes.

 

 

                        Walter de la Mare