Sara Teasedale: February
Updated September 23, 2019 |
Infoplease Staff
They spoke of him I love
With cruel words and gay;
My lips kept silent guard
On all I could not say.
With cruel words and gay;
My lips kept silent guard
On all I could not say.
I heard, and down the street
The lonely trees in the square
Stood in the winter wind
Patient and bare.
The lonely trees in the square
Stood in the winter wind
Patient and bare.
I heard . . . oh voiceless trees
Under the wind, I knew
The eager terrible spring
Hidden in you.
Under the wind, I knew
The eager terrible spring
Hidden in you.
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