self_complete Q The Solitary My heart has grown rich with the passing of years, I have less need now than when I was young To share myself with every comer Or shape my thoughts into words with my tongue. It is one to me that they come or go If I have myself and the drive of my will, And strength to climb on a summer night And watch the stars swarm over the hill. Let them think I love them more than I do, Let them think I care, though I go alone; If it lifts their pride, what is it to me Who am self-complete as a flower or a stone. Sara Teasdale 000927 ... shorlove two-in-one? 030425 ... minnesota_chris I share myself less and less, but I also grow less complete as time goes by. 031213 ... Death of a Rose too many dots.....running out of ink fast. 031214 ... pipedream Sarah Teasdale is a genius. See 'I Am not Yours'. www.emule.com 031215 what's it to you? who go blather from