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on A Farewell by Amy Levy, on December 22, 2004
It never ceases to amaze me how the differences in writing and wording change over years, and yet still remain the same in their own little ways. This had such a sadness and also a bit of self realization to it.
on Voices Of The Night : A Psalm Of Life by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, on April 12, 2004
The first time I read this back in High School in an English class, I knew right then and there that this was going to be my favorite poem in the world. Many years later, there have been some that came close, but in no way, shape or form have surpassed it.

I look at my own life and try to apply to it what I get out of this poem; To live life to its fullest, like each day could be my last. To make my mark in the sands with footprints that will never wash away.