Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

I Held A Jewel In My Fingers - Poem by Emily Dickinson

I held a Jewel in my fingers—
And went to sleep—
The day was warm, and winds were prosy—
I said ''Twill keep'—

I woke—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance
Is all I own—


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Friday, December 12, 2014


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