Emily Dickinson

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

If She Had Been The Mistletoe - Poem by Emily Dickinson


If she had been the Mistletoe
And I had been the Rose—
How gay upon your table
My velvet life to close—
Since I am of the Druid,
And she is of the dew—
I'll deck Tradition's buttonhole—
And send the Rose to you.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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