I'll tell you how the Sun rose --A Ribbon at a time --
The Steeples swam in Amethyst --
The news, like Squirrels, ran --
The Hills untied their Bonnets --
The Bobolinks -- begun --
Then I said softly to myself --
"That must have been the Sun"!
But how he set -- I know not --
There seemed a purple stile
That little Yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while --
Till when they reached the other side,
A Dominie in Gray --
Put gently up the evening Bars --
And led the flock away --
Emily Dickinson
2 comments:
Two fab pics plus a lovely bonus poem of one of my favourite authors. I really love Emily Dickinson and this poem is so beautiful! bjs
OH!! NO WORDS before BEAUTY! WOOW pics and Poem! :)**
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