Emily Dickinson

The Black Berry wears A Thorn In His Side

The Black Berry wears a Thorn in his side But no Man heard Him cry He offers His Berry, just the same To Partridge and to Boy He sometimes holds upon the Fence Or struggles to a Tree Or clasps a Rock, with both His Hands But not for Sympathy We tell a Hurt to cool it This Mourner to the Sky A little further reaches instead Brave Black Berry

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