Poems ✍️

  22.05.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

I Keep My Pledge

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I keep my pledge.
I was not called—
Death did not notice me.
I bring my Rose.
I plight again,
By every sainted Bee—
By Daisy called from hillside—
by Bobolink from lane.
Blossom and I—
Her oath, and mine—
Will surely come again.




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