Love Poems By Maya Angelou
Home
|
Poem Network
|
About Us
|
Contact
|
Privacy Policy
love poems by maya angelou
85
La Belle Dame Sans Merci a poem by John Keats
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, Alone and palely loitering; The sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing. Ah, what can ail thee,
...
0 comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Dr. Seuss Poems
0 comments:
Post a Comment