Carl Sandburg

Here you will find the Poem Anna Imroth of poet Carl Sandburg

Anna Imroth

Cross the hands over the breast here--so. 
Straighten the legs a little more--so. 
And call for the wagon to come and take her home. 
Her mother will cry some and so will her sisters and 
But all of the others got down and they are safe and 
this is the only one of the factory girls who 
wasn't lucky in making the jump when the fire broke. 
It is the hand of God and the lack of fire escapes.