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When I Count The Seeds
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

When I Count The Seeds

Poem By Emily Dickinson

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When I count the seeds
That are sown beneath,
To bloom so, bye and bye—

When I con the people
Lain so low,
To be received as high—

When I believe the garden
Mortal shall not see—
Pick by faith its blossom
And avoid its Bee,
I can spare this summer, unreluctantly.

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............a poem with a fabulous metaphor of the sacred garden ★


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