Come slowly, Eden!
by Emily Dickinson
Come slowly, Eden!
lips unused to thee,
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars --enters,
And is lost in balms!
| Meet us on: |  |  |  |  Support Lung Cancer Alliance |
Tune in to the Read Print books revolution on Facebook!