People With Proud Chins
Read 'People With Proud Chins' by 'Carl Sandburg' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
People With Proud Chins by Carl Sandburg
I TELL them where the wind comes from,
Where the music goes when the fiddle is in the box.
Kids—I saw one with a proud chin, a sleepyhead,
And the moonline creeping white on her pillow.
I have seen their heads in the starlight
And their proud chins marching in a mist of stars.
They are the only people I never lie to.
I give them honest answers,
Answers shrewd as the circles of white on brown chestnuts.
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