A Prayer lyrics

by

Sara Teasdale


When I am dying, let me know
That I loved the blowing snow
       &nbsp Although it stung like whips;
That I loved all lovely things
And I tried to take their stings
       &nbsp With gay unembittered lips;
That I loved with all my strength,
To my soul's full depth and length,
       &nbsp Careless if my heart must break,
That I sang as children sing
Fitting tunes to everything,
       &nbsp Loving life for its own sake.

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