I shall bury my weary Love
Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
Where none can see.
I shall put no flowers at his head,
Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
Was bittersweet.
I shall go no more to his grave,
For the woods are cold.
I shall gather as much of joy
As my hands can hold.
I shall stay all day in the sun
Where the wide winds blow,
But oh, I shall weep at night
When none will know.
Buried Love
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: joy, night, sun, tree, head, wide, stay, mouth, cold, grave, black, hold, beneath, stone, Valentine's Day, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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