I Love You

Sara Teasdale

8 August 1884 to 29 January 1933 (~49)

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Will tell the chirping sparrow
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.
When April tells the thrushes,
That I have died to keep.
Then tell my love the secret
When I am fast asleep,
To all the winds that blow.
In notes like far-blown rain,
Above his roof the swallows,
O sparrow, little sparrow,
And pipe the three words lightly
The meadow-larks will know,
When April bends above me
Beside his window-pane.
And finds me fast asleep,
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I Love You

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