Hope that thing with feathers ...

Apr 12, 2012 by jenani

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

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Your avatar is fierce

Sent by Jazmyna,Apr 12, 2012

jenani this is a good poem who wrote it it's sad :(

Sent by Jazmyna,Apr 12, 2012

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