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Sunday, July 21, 2013

Nailah's Favorite Poem Sunday

"Hope" is the thing with feathers

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me. 
By Emily Dickinson

Miss Emily Dickinson is not one of my favorite poets, but I figured with all that's going on.. "Hope" would be the best poem presented today.
Amour Toujours 
Nailah D'arcy 

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