Snowfall

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Title:     Snowfall
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

"She can't be unhappy," you said,
"The smiles are like stars in her eyes,
And her laugh is thistledown
Around her low replies."
"Is she unhappy?" you said--
But who has ever known
Another's heartbreak--
All he can know is his own;
And she seems hushed to me,
As hushed as though
Her heart were a hunter's fire
Smothered in snow.

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Snowfall

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