"HOPE" IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS

"HOPE" IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS

"Hope" is the thing with feathers~
That perches in the soul~
And sings the tune without the words~
And never stops~at all~

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.

Emily Dickinson

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Comment by melody on May 12, 2010 at 10:42am: I had bought some children's books for my grandson, Kay. Poetry has been one of the most fundamental blessings for healing. Thank you for your love and energy.

Comment by Kay Salady on May 10, 2010 at 12:33pm: Absolutely beautiful. Emily Dickinson was such a lovely poet. I am happy to see that her words and spirit will live on forever. I can only hope that today's poets will be afforded the same opportunity and might earn the respect of readers long before their demise. Yes, this is "my" hope!