Friday, March 14, 2014

Poem of the Week ~ March 14: Stars

Sara Teasdale

Alone in the night
On a dark hill

With pines around me
Spicy and still,

And a heaven full of stars
Over my head,
White and topaz
And misty red;

Myriads with beating
Hearts of fire
That aeons
Cannot vex or tire;

Up the dome of heaven
Like a great hill,
I watch them marching
Stately and still,

And I know that I
Am honored to be
Of so much majesty.

Miss Melody Muffin

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for sharing this, it's a very pretty poem.


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