Gifts Poem by Sara Teasdale

Gifts

Rating: 2.9


I gave my first love laughter,
I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
Thru all the years.

My first love gave me singing,
My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
Who gave my soul to me.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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