Theodore Dreiser Poems

Thwarted your dreams?
Withheld the fruits of hope?
The fruits of wit?
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Birds flying in the air over a river
And children playing in a meadow beside it.
A stream that turns an ancient wheel
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For a moment the wind died,
And then came the sense of quieting leaves;
And then came the great stillness of the landscape;
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Take hands
And tell sad tales,
One to another.
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