Robert Fuller Murray

(1863 - 1894 / United States)

An Afterthought - Poem by Robert Fuller Murray

You found my life, a poor lame bird
That had no heart to sing,
You would not speak the magic word
To give it voice and wing.

Yet sometimes, dreaming of that hour,
I think, if you had known
How much my life was in your power,
It might have sung and flown.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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