When first I saw you - felt you take my hand,
I could not speak for happiness to find
How more than all they said your heart was kind,
How strong you were, and quick to understand -
I dared not say: 'I who am least of those
Who call you friend - love-you/">I love you, and I crave
A little love that I may be more brave
Because one watches me who cares and knows.'
So, silent, long ago I used to look
High up along the shelves at one great book,
And longed to see its contents, childishwise,
And now I know it for my Poet's own, -
So sometime shall I know you and be known,
And looking upward, I shall find your eyes.
To L. R. E.
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: I love you, brave, friend, happiness, heart, long, great, strong, silent, understand, speak, book, high, poet, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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