IF I had a million lives to live
and a million deaths to die
in a million humdrum worlds,
I'd like to change my name
and have a new house number to go by
each and every time I died
and started life all over again.
I wouldn't want the same name every time
and the same old house number always,
dying a million deaths,
dying one by one a million times:
-would you?
or you?
or you?
Humdrum
Carl Sandburg
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Poem topics: change, life, live, house, time, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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