cool summer
wet gentle rain falls
oh, where is the warmth of my youth?
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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2 comments:
The poignancy in this poem is palpable and powerful...Nice work!
Thanks so much Sue.
love, Melanie
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