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angels, in the early morning

Good morning, Neighborhood!

Angels, in the early morning
by Emily Dickinson
Angels, in the early morning
May be seen the Dews among,
Stooping — plucking — smiling — flying —
Do the Buds to them belong?

Angels, when the sun is hottest
May be seen the sands among,
Stooping — plucking — sighing — flying —
Parched the flowers they bear along.

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About hopeseguin

Who am I? I'm still discovering just who I am, I suppose. A. Powell Davis writes that "Life is just a chance to grow a soul."

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