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Poem by Sara Teasdale Twilight Dreamily over the roofs The cold spring rain is falling; Out in the lonely tree A bird is calling, calling. Slowly over the earth The wings of night are falling; My heart like the bird in the tree Is calling, calling, calling. Sara Teasdale Sara Teasdale's other poems: Poems of the other poets with the same name: 1498 Views |
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