'Twas comfort in her Dying Room Poem by Emily Dickinson
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
To hear the living Clock -
A short relief to have the wind
Walk boldly up and knock -
Diversion from the Dying Theme
To hear the children play -
But wrong the more
That these could live
And this of ours must die.
Thursday, March 24, 2016
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4/26/2024 8:55:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
She is the master of interesting brevity.