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Monday, May 24, 2010

I Love You
by Sara Teasdale

When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.

When April tells the thrushes,
The meadow-larks will know,
And pipe the three words lightly
To all the winds that blow.

Above his roof the swallows,
In notes like far-blown rain,
Will tell the little sparrow
Beside his window-pane.

O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret
That I have died to keep.

3 comments:

kitkat said...

nice????

rhoda said...

..nice xa kath..jeje more power

kitkat said...

hala ka uie..

g'gnahan jud ka??
hmmm..

nweiz, may I know you???

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