A Murmur in the Trees -- to note by Emily Dickinson
A Murmur in the Trees -- to note -- Not loud enough -- for Wind -- A Star -- not far enough to seek -- Nor near enough -- to find --
A long -- long Yellow -- on the Lawn -- A Hubbub -- as of feet -- Not audible -- as Ours -- to Us -- But dapperer -- More Sweet --
A Hurrying Home of little Men To Houses unperceived -- All this -- and more -- if I should tell -- Would never be believed --
Of Robins in the Trundle bed How many I espy Whose Nightgowns could not hide the Wings -- Although I heard them try --
But then I promised ne'er to tell -- How could I break My Word? So go your Way -- and I'll go Mine -- No fear you'll miss the Road.
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