Sara Teasdale # 15 Poem by James McLain
Sara Teasdale # 15
Why should I care about rain and or snow,
About leaves that are green?
Or all the trees that you climbed that are seen,
Summer was ours by the sea.
But care I confess that I do.
Taken from me as a leaf caught up in the wind,
Trapped in a wave, a wave none could see.
There we once we're and now we're both here,
Silent and still, lost without love and no peace.
this sounds familiar. maybe i read another 'Sara Teasdale' poem by you, young man! ? i shall use this in April 2017's showcase for PH poets. Thanks. favorite lines: But care I confess that I do. Taken from me as a leaf caught up in the wind, bri :)
Beautifully composed poem full of lyricism a most enjoyable read
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I would like to translate this poem
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and to MyPoemList! ;) :)