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The Prayer
(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

The Prayer

Poem By Sara Teasdale

My answered prayer came up to me,
And in the silence thus spake he:
"O you who prayed for me to come,
Your greeting is but cold and dumb."

My heart made answer: "You are fair,
But I have prayed too long to care.
Why came you not when all was new,
And I had died for joy of you."

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