Longing Poem by Sara Teasdale

Longing

Rating: 3.2


I am not sorry for my soul
That it must go unsatisfied,
For it can live a thousand times,
Eternity is deep and wide.

I am not sorry for my soul,
But oh, my body that must go
Back to a little drift of dust
Without the joy it longed to know.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andy Roberts 19 June 2009

simply superb...the poem spks volumes of what most of us go through in life..

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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