The Look By Sara Teasdale Poem by Annika Park
The Look By Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
Haunts me night and day.
Sara Teasdale
I love this delightful poem Annika. It sings along and your last line is simply beautiful. Well done! Karin Anderson
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I would like to translate this poem
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Short and to the point.