Alter? When the hills do.
Falter? When the sun
Question if his glory
Be the perfect one.
Surfeit? When the daffodil
Doth of the dew:
Even as herself, O friend!
I will of you!
Emily Dickinson
This is a blog that shows my writing from the past and present. I will take poems that I have written and edit them. It is a challenge for myself and I hope it brings you entertainment. Perhaps you will learn something through this. I hope I do at least.
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