Penelope by Dorothy Parker
In the pathway of the sun,
In the footsteps of the breeze,
Where the world and sky are one,
He shall ride the silver seas,
He shall cut the glittering wave.
I shall sit at home, and rock;
Rise, to heed a neighbor's knock;
Brew my tea, and snip my thread;
Bleach the linen for my bed.
They will call him brave.
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Unique Poems from Here and There
PoetryTHESE ARE NOT MY POEMS! This is just a compilation of some poems that are from everywhere and anyone. No copyright intended, I just really enjoyed these pieces so I hoped to share them. I found these on Tumblr, through school work, while watching Yo...
