Make me a picture of the sun by Emily Dickinson
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!
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