Snowfall Poem by Sara Teasdale

Snowfall

Rating: 3.0


"She can't be unhappy," you said,
"The smiles are like stars in her eyes,
And her laughter is thistledown
Around her low replies."
"Is she unhappy?" you said--
But who has ever known
Another's heartbreak--
All he can know is his own;
And she seems hushed to me,
As hushed as though
Her heart were a hunter's fire
Smothered in snow.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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