Thoughts [When I am all alone]

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Title:     Thoughts [When I am all alone]
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

When I am all alone
Envy me most,
Then my thoughts flutter round me
In a glimmering host;

Some dressed in silver,
Some dressed in white,
Each like a taper
Blossoming light;

Most of them merry,
Some of them grave,
Each of them lithe
As willows that wave;

Some bearing violets,
Some bearing bay,
One with a burning rose
Hidden away--

When I am all alone
Envy me then,
For I have better friends
Than women and men.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Thoughts [When I am all alone]

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