There is another sky
by Emily Dickinson
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields –
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
Lovely…….Love Apple Blossoms…. Hugs!
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cheers, Bushka 🙂
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Hugs!
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Such beauty! Love the poem too.😊
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thanks and enjoy your Sunday! 🙂
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