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Dear March Come In
Dear March Come in How glad I am I hoped for you before Put down your Hat You must have walked How out of Breath you are Dear March, Come right up the stairs with me I have so much to tell I got your Letter, and the Birds The Maples never knew that you were coming till I called I declare how Red their Faces grew But March, forgive me and All those Hills you left for me to Hue There was no Purple suitable You took it all with you Who knocks? That April. Lock the Door I will not be pursued He stayed away a Year to call When I am occupied But trifles look so trivial As soon as you have come That Blame is just as dear as Praise And Praise as mere as Blame ~Emily Dickinson
3 thoughts on “best things about today: waffles and coffee, knowing my dear friend will be home soon (I can feel it), and finding my great grandmother’s spoon”
I never read that one ~ how lovely indeed
I love the “best things about today” start. I will steal it from you!
The photos are perfect.
Ha! steal away:)