Nature
Twilight
From Love Songs
Nature
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.
Cite this poem
MLA
Teasdale, Sara. “Twilight.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/93/.
Chicago
Teasdale, Sara. “Twilight.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/teasdale/93/.
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