by Emily Dickenson
You love me - you are sure - I shall not fear mistake - I shall not cheated wake - Some grinning morn - To find the Sunrise left - And Orchards - unbereft - And Dollie - gone! I need not start - you’re sure - That night will never be - When frightened - home to Thee I run - To find the windows dark - And no more Dollie - mark - Quite none? Be sure you’re sure - you know - I’ll bear it better now - If you’ll just tell me so - Than when - a little dull Balm grown - Over this pain of mine - You sting - again!
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