Poem A Day

Angels, in the early morning

by Emily Dickinson

Angels, in the early morning

May be seen the Dews among,

Stooping -- plucking -- smiling -- flying --

Do the Buds to them belong?

Angels, when the sun is hottest

May be seen the sands among,

Stooping -- plucking -- sighing -- flying --

Parched the flowers they bear along.

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