I suppose the time will come

I suppose the time will come
Aid it in the coming
When the Bird will crowd the Tree
And the Bee be booming.

I suppose the time will come
Hinder it a little
When the Corn in Silk will dress
And in Chintz the Apple

I believe the Day will be
When the Jay will giggle
At his new white House the Earth
That, too, halt a little --

~Emily Dickinson

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Another day, stuck inside, with dreadful winter weather. Spring is coming. Spring is coming. Spring is coming...


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Thanks so much for all the lovely comments on yesterday's tulip blip. They really brightened my day.