Meadowlarks

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Title:     Meadowlarks
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

In the silver light after a storm,
Under dripping boughs of bright new green,
I take the low path to hear the meadowlarks
Alone and high-hearted as if I were a queen.

What have I to fear in life or death
Who have known three things: the kiss in the night,
The white flying joy when a song is born,
And meadowlarks whistling in silver light.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Meadowlarks

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