Nobody knows this little Rose
Nobody knows this little Rose -
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it -
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey
- On it's breast to lie -
Only a Bird will wonder -
Only a Breeze will sigh -
Ah Little Rose - how easy
For such as thee to die.
(Emily Dickinson - 1858, Poems)
What a wonderful page! Such a delicate rose...
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DeleteI want to paint like that! Very beautiful :)
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