Poems ✍️
  18.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet

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That first Day, when you praised Me, Sweet,
And said that I was strong—
And could be mighty, if I liked—
That Day—the Days among—

Glows Central—like a Jewel
Between Diverging Golds—
The Minor One—that gleamed behind—
And Vaster—of the World's.


  praise strength hope recognition

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