Joy Poem by Sara Teasdale

Joy

Rating: 3.1


I am wild, I will sing to the trees,
I will sing to the stars in the sky,
I love, I am loved, he is mine,
Now at last I can die!

I am sandaled with wind and with flame,
I have heart-fire and singing to give,
I can tread on the grass or the stars,
Now at last I can live!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Castellenas John 08 April 2019

I loved this poem. A amazing poem by Sara.

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Kianqa 26 February 2021

So true

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Castellenas John 02 April 2019

Wonderful poem by Sara.

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Julia Wakeman 14 May 2009

I love this poem! It is so free, beautiful, and full of life!

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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