Longing Poem by Sara Teasdale
Longing
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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.
Friday, January 3, 2003
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8/17/2026 3:31:17 PM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
simply superb...the poem spks volumes of what most of us go through in life..