Serene descent, as a red leaf's descending
When there is neither wind nor noise of rain,
But only autum air and the unending
Drawing of all things to the earth again.
So be it, let the snow fall deep and cover
All that was drunken once with light and air.
The earth will not regret her tireless lover,
Nor he awake to know she does not care.
Epitaph
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: light, rain, red, snow, wind, deep, cover, regret, noise, earth, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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