Friday, April 10, 2026

Buttercups that "Skim"


Make me a picture of the sun --
So I can hang it in my room --
And make believe I'm getting warm
When others call it "Day"!

Draw me a Robin -- on a stem --
So I am hearing him, I'll dream,
And when the Orchards stop their tune --
Put my pretense -- away --

Say if it's really -- warm at noon --
Whether it's Buttercups -- that "skim" --
Or Butterflies -- that "bloom"?
Then -- skip -- the frost -- upon the lea --
And skip the Russet -- on the tree --
Let's play those -- never come!
- Emily Dickinson

4 comments:

  1. I see you are enjoying Spring blossoms as much as I am. Life is Good!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Looks like Summer isn't far off.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Great poem by one of the best! I love those old zigzag fences.

    ReplyDelete

Thanks for dropping by! Your comments are most welcome.