Poems by Emily Dickinson: Dawn ("Not knowing when")
Updated May 6, 2020 |
Infoplease Staff
Dawn
Dawn
Not knowing when the dawn will come
I open every door;
Or has it feathers like a bird,
Or billows like a shore?
I open every door;
Or has it feathers like a bird,
Or billows like a shore?
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