A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King.
Emily Dickinson
A May Day
Emily Dickinson
Hope
‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
By Emily Dickinson
Love Awoke One Winter’s Night …
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Charles A. Beard
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.
Emily Dickinson
Every dewdrop and raindrop had a whole heaven within it.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Love awoke one winter’s night
And wander’d through the snowbound land,
And calling to beasts and birds
Bid them his message understand.
And from the forest all wild things
That crept or flew obeyed love’s call,
And learned from him the golden words
Of brotherhood for one and all.
Author Unknown
