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Emily Dickinson

[1858]

One Sister have I in our house —
And one a hedge away.
There’s only one recorded,
But both belong to me.

One came the way that I came —
And wore my past year’s gown —
The other as a bird her nest,
Builded our hearts among.

She did not sing as we did —
It was a different tune —
Herself to her a Music
As Bumble-bee of June.

Today is far from Childhood —
But up and down the hills
I held her hand the tighter —
Which shortened all the miles —

And still her hum
The years among,
Deceives the Butterfly;
Still in her Eye
The Violets lie
Mouldered this many May.

I spilt the dew —
But took the morn, —
I chose this single star
From out the wide night’s numbers —
Sue – forevermore!



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