poet Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

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I SHOULD be glad of loneliness
And hours that go on broken wings,
A thirsty body, a tired heart
And the unchanging ache of things,
If I could make a single song
As lovely and as full of light,
As hushed and brief as a falling star
On a winter night.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (12/24/2015 7:38:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem with deep meaning and a fantastic imagery. Enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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