Poem

Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven?

Emily Dickinson
248 Why—do they shut Me out of Heaven? Did I sing—too loud? But—I can say a little "Minor" Timid as a Bird! Wouldn't the Angels try me— Just—once—more— Just—see—if I troubled them— But don't—shut the door! Oh, if I—were the Gentleman In the "White Robe"— And they—were the little Hand—that knocked— Could—I—forbid?

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