Out of Season
In my backyard, a flower bush sitsIn spring it blooms full
But the other day
A strange thing happened
Rose's were blooming in winter
Out of Season
In my backyard, a flower bush sitsIf I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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