Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be Poem by Emily Dickinson

Summer For Thee, Grant I May Be

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Summer for thee, grant I may be
When Summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whipporwill
And Oriole—are done!

For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb
And row my blossoms o'er!
Pray gather me—
Anemone—
Thy flower—forevermore!

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