Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOSTALGIA, by MYRTLE HILL ERDMANN First Line: O my heart is longing, longing Last Line: Come, my children, come, come home. Subject(s): Childlessness; Longing; Nostalgia | ||||||||
O my heart is longing, longing For my children far away, And the wind is sighing, sighing, 'Tis a bleak November day. Leaves are falling on the grass Whispering hope for those long gone, While my heart is calling, calling, Come, my children, come, come home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BELL FROM EUROPE by WELDON KEES THE STONE TABLE by GALWAY KINNELL LETTER TO MAXINE SULLIVAN by HAYDEN CARRUTH HANGING THE BLUE NUNS; FOR WARREN CARRIER by MADELINE DEFREES OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE MY SISTER LIKED THE POSTCARD OF SNOW by ANSELM HOLLO THE PLAYER PIANO by RANDALL JARRELL AUGUST MOONRISE by SARA TEASDALE |
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