i have a bird in spring

I have a Bird in spring

Which for myself doth sing —

The spring decoys.

And as the summer nears —

And as the Rose appears,

Robin is gone.

Yet do I not repine

Knowing that Bird of mine

Though flown —

Learneth beyond the sea

Melody new for me

And will return.

. . .

Then will I not repine,

Knowing that Bird of mine

Though flown

Shall in a distant tree

Bright melody for me

Return.

- Emily Dickinson

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