Poems ✍️
  07.06.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

I Sing To Use The Waiting

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I sing to use the Waiting
My Bonnet but to tie
And shut the Door unto my House
No more to do have I

Till His best step approaching
We journey to the Day
And tell each other how We sung
To Keep the Dark away.


  faith patience hope Solace

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