Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
Sara Teasdale
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Oh day of fire and sun,
  Pure as a naked flame,
Blue sea, blue sky and dun
  Sands where he spoke my name;
Laughter and hearts so high
  That the spirit flew off free,
Lifting into the sky
  Diving into the sea;
Oh day of fire and sun
  Like a crystal burning,
Slow days go one by one,
  But you have no returning.