Sara Teasdale

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

Thoughts - Poem by Sara Teasdale

When I can make my thoughts come forth
To walk like ladies up and down,
Each one puts on before the glass
Her most becoming hat and gown.

But oh, the shy and eager thoughts
That hide and will not get them dressed,
Why is it that they always seem
So much more lovely than the rest?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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