Emily Dickinson

By the Sea

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By the Sea by Emily Dickinson is one of my favourite poems:

… And he – he followed close behind;
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle, – then my shoes
Would overflow with pearl …

What a great day it was today. Lots of wind and whitecaps ❤

Hope

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‘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 …

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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

A Bee

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What do you suppose?
A bee sat on my nose.
Then what do you think?
He gave me a wink
And said, “I beg your pardon,
I thought you were the garden.
Rhyme from England

The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee, a clover, anytime, to him, is aristocracy.
Emily Dickinson