Sara Teasdale

(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

Snow Song - Poem by Sara Teasdale

Fairy snow, fairy snow,
Blowing, blowing everywhere,
Would that I
Too, could fly
Lightly, lightly through the air.

Like a wee, crystal star
I should drift, I should blow
Near, more near,
To my dear
Where he comes through the snow.

I should fly to my love
Like a flake in the storm,
I should die,
I should die,
On his lips that are warm.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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