Emily Dickinson

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

She died—this was the way she died


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She died—this was the way she died.
And when her breath was done
Took up her simple wardrobe
And started for the sun.
Her little figure at the gate
The Angels must have spied,
Since I could never find her
Upon the mortal side.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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