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Checkered Dawn The red ones and the blue, the long ones in stripes, and each of the little black and checkered ones. Keep them: I tell my heart: keep them another year, another ten years: they will be wanted again. |
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DiCarlo Where ships of purple gently toss On seas of daffodil, Fantastic sailors mingle, And then—the wharf is still. ~~Emily Dickinson |
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Sunflower Summer Hymettus’ bees are out on filmy wing, Dim Phosphor slowly fades adown the west, And Earth awakes. Shine on me, O my king! For I with dew am laden and oppressed. Long through the misty hours of m |
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Triad Bloom Bloom upon the Mountain, stated, Blameless of a name. Efflorescence of a Sunset— Reproduced, the same. ~Emily Dickenson |
Tulip Treat YOU are a tulip seen to-day, But, dearest, of so short a stay That where you grew scarce man can say. ~~Robert Herrick |






















