Lyric Poem · Nature
Summer for thee, grant I may be
Summer for thee, grant I may be
When Summer days are flown!
Thy music still, when Whipporwill
And Oriole — are done!
For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb
And row my blossoms o'er!
Pray gather me —
Anemone —
Thy flower — forevermore!
This poem is in the public domain.
“Summer for thee, grant I may be” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/summer-for-thee-grant-i-may-be
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