Poem

I keep my pledge

Emily Dickinson
46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose. I plight again, By every sainted Bee— By Daisy called from hillside— by Bobolink from lane. Blossom and I— Her oath, and mine— Will surely come again.

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