Sara Teasdale: Thoughts

Updated September 23, 2019 | Infoplease Staff

Thoughts

When I am all alone
Envy me most,
Then my thoughts flutter round me
In a glimmering host;
Some dressed in silver,
Some dressed in white,
Each like a taper
Blossoming light;
Most of them merry,
Some of them grave,
Each of them lithe
As willows that wave;
Some bearing violets,
Some bearing bay,
One with a burning rose
Hidden away —
When I am all alone
Envy me then,
For I have better friends
Than women and men.
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