I thought of you when I was wakened
By a wind that made me glad and afraid
Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea
That the great trees made.
One thought in my mind went over and over
While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned -
I thought it was you who had come to find me,
You were the wind.
The Storm
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: sea, great, mind, glad, afraid, sound, wind, thought, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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