While I May Poem by Sara Teasdale

While I May

Rating: 2.8


Wind and hail and veering rain,
Driven mist that veils the day,
Soul's distress and body's pain,
I would bear you while I may.

I would love you if I might,
For so soon my life will be
Buried in a lasting night,
Even pain denied to me.

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Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

Missouri / United States
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