Emily Dickinson Poem

I’ll tell you how the sun rose, β€” 🌀

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I’ll tell you how the sun rose, β€”
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.

The hill untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
β€œThat must have been the sun!”
……………………………..

But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
Which 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, β€”
And led the flock away.

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I'll send the feather from my Hat! 🎩

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