Emily Dickinson

I Keep My Pledge

poem 46

I keep my pledge. I was not called Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose. I plight again, By every sainted Bee By Daisy called from hillside by Bobolink from lane. Blossom and I Her oath, and mine Will surely come again.

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