Friday, January 3, 2003

A Prayer Comments

Rating: 3.1

When I am dying, let me know
That I loved the blowing snow
Although it stung like whips;
That I loved all lovely things
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Sara Teasdale
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John Bruner 06 February 2025

In my somewhat gilded rendition of my own story this poem could have been written by me if I were as clever with words as she was

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Alem Hailu G/kristos 02 December 2015

Yes love has such an absurd formula.A poem nicely penned.

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*_sakura ~daisy_* 08 November 2009

awww such a igniting sweet prayer full of love

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Sara Teasdale

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