Daily Poem: Hope is the Thing with Feathers ~ Emily Dickinson

November 2, 2016 | Filed Under Poem for Hela | No Comments

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.


White Dove photo from Pixabay.com

White Dove photo from Pixabay.com


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