My Season's furthest Flower --
My Season's furthest Flower --
I tenderer commend
Because I found Her Kinsmanless,
A Grace without a Friend.
Daily poem
The poem for September 12, 2034 is "My Season's furthest Flower --" by Emily Dickinson.
My Season's furthest Flower --
I tenderer commend
Because I found Her Kinsmanless,
A Grace without a Friend.
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