Emily Dickinson

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

When Roses Cease To Bloom, Sir - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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When Roses cease to bloom, Sir,
And Violets are done—
When Bumblebees in solemn flight
Have passed beyond the Sun—
The hand that paused to gather
Upon this Summer's day
Will idle lie—in Auburn—
Then take my flowers—pray!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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