Updated September 23, 2019 | Infoplease Staff While I MayWind and hail and veering rain, Driven mist that veils the day, Soul's distress and body's pain, I would bear you while I may.I would love you if I might, For so soon my life will be Buried in a lasting night, Even pain denied to me. Sara Teasedale: Spring in War Time American Indian Heritage Month Fiscal Policy and Economic Growth: Of Deficits and Debt .com/t/poetry/rivers-to-the-sea/while-i-may.html Sources Our Common Sources
