Dust
Sara Teasdale
When I went to look at what had long been hidden,
A jewel laid long ago in a secret place,
I trembled, for I thought to see its dark deep fire --
But only a pinch of dust blew up in my face.
I almost gave my life long ago for a thing
That has gone to dust now, stinging my eyes --
It is strange how often a heart must be broken
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I'm sorry to hear that you have been really sick and had to have surgery! I hope everything went well and that you're feeling better. And I hope you feel all the way better soon!!!
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