I am wild, I will sing to the trees,
I will sing to the stars in the sky,
I love, I am loved, he is mine,
Now at last I can die!
I am sandaled with wind and with flame,
I have heart-fire and singing to give,
I can tread on the grass or the stars,
Now at last I can live!
Joy
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: fire, heart, sky, wind, wild, grass, flame, live, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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