Emily Dickinson – The morns are meeker than they were - (Poem 32)

Emily-Dickinson- The morns are meeker than they were - (Poem 32)


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 sh'd be old-fashioned 
I’ll put a trinket on. 

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