My answered prayer came up to me,
And in the silence thus spake he:
“O you who prayed for me to come,
Your greeting is but cold and dumb.”
My heart made answer: “You are fair,
But I have prayed too long to care.
Why came you not when all was new,
And I had died for joy of you.”
The Prayer
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: heart, joy, silence, long, answer, cold, prayer, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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