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Sara Teasdale

The day that I come home,
What will you find to say,-
Words as light as foam
With laughter light as spray?

Yet say what words you will
The day that I come home;
I shall hear the whole deep ocean
Beating under the foam.

(C) Sara Teasdale
01/01/2000


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