The Lamp
July 6, 2023The Inn of Earth
July 6, 2023The Kind Moon
I think the moon is very kind
To take such trouble just for me.
He came along with me from home
To keep me company.
He went as fast as I could run;
I wonder how he crossed the sky?
I’m sure he hasn’t legs and feet
Or any wings to fly.
Yet here he is above their roof;
Perhaps he thinks it isn’t right
For me to go so far alone,
Tho’ mother said I might.
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) was an American poet who is known for her works that explore themes of love, beauty, and the natural world. She won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1918 and her works continue to be celebrated for their lyrical beauty.