Jul 29, 2011 02:09
It is not a word spoken,
Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes
Nor a bend of the head,
But only a hush of the heart
That has too much to keep,
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep.
Sara Teasdale
'viola',
sara teasdale,
poetry,
sorrow
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::Wipes your tears::
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