Heart not so heavy as mine,
Wending late home,
As it passed my window
Whistled itself a tune -
A carless snatch,
a ballad,
A ditty of the street;
Yet to my irritated ear
An anodyne so sweet,
It was as if a bobolink,
Sauntering this way,
An anodyne so sweet,
It was as if a bobolink,
Sauntering this way,
Carolled and mused
And carolled
Then bubbled slow away.
It was as if a chirping brook
Upon a toilsome way
Set bleeding feet to minuets
Without the knowing why.
Tomorrow,
Night will come again,
Weary, perhaps, and sore.
Ah, bugle, by my window,
I pray you stroll once more!
~ Emily Dickinson
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3 comments:
Beautiful tribute to your Nana...Rest In Peace, Margaret Furman.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I can tell from your posts how special your nana was to all of you.
Lynn West & Family
Once again, well done.
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