Gifts

Sara Teasdale

I gave my first love laughter,
 I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
 Through all the years.

My first love gave me singing,
 My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
 Who gave my soul to me.

Next 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : Gramercy Park
• Sara Teasdale : Gray Eyes
• Sara Teasdale : Gray Fog
• Sara Teasdale : Guenevere
• Sara Teasdale : Hamburg
• Sara Teasdale : Helen Of Troy
• Sara Teasdale : Hidden Love
• Sara Teasdale : Houses Of Dreams
• Sara Teasdale : I Am Not Yours
• Sara Teasdale : I Have Loved Hours At Sea

Previous 10 Poems

• Sara Teasdale : Galahad In The Castle Of The Maidens
• Sara Teasdale : From The Woolworth Tower
• Sara Teasdale : From The Sea
• Sara Teasdale : From The North
• Sara Teasdale : Four Winds
• Sara Teasdale : For The Anniversary Of John Keats' Death
• Sara Teasdale : Florence
• Sara Teasdale : February
• Sara Teasdale : Fear
• Sara Teasdale : Faults