We passed the hall- where 'Woman' sang
Recessed—around each Ring men grazed
We passed fields — where Cotton faced
We hurried past - days Setting Sun
Before the night gave -up it's Weight
Or rather—must 'We' Truss it Up
The stares we drew - where flowers grew
For only Gossamer- silk within my Gown
My 'Roses'—only 'Lily' Knew—no Frowns
e.d.
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