in the south of tucson
Sunday, June 14, 2009
lovely poem by emily dickinson
My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!
I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks,--
Say, sea,
Take me!
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Sunday, June 14, 2009
lovely poem by emily dickinson
My river runs to thee:
Blue sea, wilt welcome me?
My river waits reply.
Oh sea, look graciously!
I'll fetch thee brooks
From spotted nooks,--
Say, sea,
Take me!
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