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Because I could not stop for Death By Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –
The rest of the poem is here.
For my great aunt Mary Klopman.
2 comments:
Liz, my sympathy on the passing of your aunt.
I love this poem, and your blog!
I'm so glad to see that you're on Jacket flap! I added you to my friends list.
You're my first friend!
Ann
A Nice Place In The Sun
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