Emily Dickinson

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

Over The Fence - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Over the fence—
Strawberries—grow—
Over the fence—
I could climb—if I tried, I know—
Berries are nice!

But—if I stained my Apron—
God would certainly scold!
Oh, dear,—I guess if He were a Boy—
He'd—climb—if He could!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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