Rainy Days and Summer Dreams

Today is Poem in Your Pocket Day! Carry a poem with you and share it with family, friends, colleagues, or maybe even a stranger.

The Bee is Not Afraid of Me 

The Bee is not afraid of me.
I know the Butterfly.
The pretty people in the Woods
Receive me cordially.

The Brooks laugh louder when I come.
The Breezes madder play;
Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists,
Wherefore, Oh Summer’s Day? 

Emily Dickinson

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