Treasure Island

Sara Teasdale

(8 August 1884 – 29 January 1933 / Missouri)

Twilight


Dreamily over the roofs
The cold spring rain is falling;
Out in the lonely tree
A bird is calling, calling.

Slowly over the earth
The wings of night are falling;
My heart like the bird in the tree
Is calling, calling, calling.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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