The morns are meeker than they were

The morns are meeker than they were—
The nuts are getting brown—
The berry's cheek is plumper—
The Rose is out of town.

The Maple wears a gayer scarf—
The field a scarlet gown—
Lest I should be old fashioned
I'll put a trinket on.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. more…

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