Sara Teasdale

(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

Dew - Poem by Sara Teasdale

As dew leaves the cobweb lightly
Threaded with stars,
Scattering jewels on the fence
And the pasture bars;
As dawn leaves the dry grass bright
And the tangled weeds
Bearing a rainbow gem
On each of their seeds;
So has your love, my lover,
Fresh as the dawn,
Made me a shining road
To travel on,
Set every common sight
Of tree or stone
Delicately alight
For me alone.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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