Morning Song

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Title:     Morning Song
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

A diamond of a morning
Waked me an hour too soon;
Dawn had taken in the stars
And left the faint white moon.

O white moon, you are lonely,
It is the same with me,
But we have the world to roam over,
Only the lonely are free.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Morning Song

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