I'll tell you how the Sun rose
by Emily Dickinson
I'll tell you how the Sun rose –
by Emily Dickinson
I'll tell you how the Sun rose –
A Ribbon at a time –
The Steeples swam in Amethyst –
The news, like Squirrels, ran –
The Hills untied their Bonnets –
The Bobolinks – begun –
Then I said softly to myself –
"That must have been the Sun"!
But how he set – I know not –
There seemed a purple stile
That little Yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while –
Till when they reached the other side –
A Dominie in Gray –
Put gently up the evening Bars –
And led the flock away –
Emily Dickinson was born on this day in 1830 in Amherst, Massachusetts. For more of her poems, click here.
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