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Kin To Sorrow

Kin To Sorrow

Am I kin to Sorrow,
That so oft
Falls the knocker of my door
Neither loud nor soft,
But as long accustomed,
Under Sorrow’s hand?
Marigolds around the step
And rosemary stand,
And then comes Sorrow-
And what does Sorrow care
For the rosemary
Or the marigolds there?
Am I kin to Sorrow?
Are we kin?
That so oft upon my door-
Oh, come in!



Poem Kin To Sorrow - Edna St Vincent Millay