Child, Child Poem by Sara Teasdale
Child, Child
Child, child, love while you can
The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man,
Never fear though it break your heart -
Out of the wound new joy will start;
Only love proudly and gladly and well
Though love be heaven or love be hell.
Child, child, love while you may,
For life is short as a happy day;
Never fear the thing you feel -
Only by love is life made real;
Love, for the deadly sins are seven,
Only through love will you enter heaven.
I very much agree with Sara here, philosophically. Love is the path to heaven.
Readers! Please read this poem in Malayalam the mother tongue of 40 million People of Kerala, my poem " Sara Teasdale 10 - കുഞ്ഞേ കുഞ്ഞേ"
I like Sara Teasdale's straight shooting: Never fear the thing you feel - Only by love is life made real;
Love is really everything, love is life, love is heaven. No love no life, very fine.
Love is really everything, love is life, love is heaven. No love no life, very fine.
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