This Is My Letter To The World
Because I Could Not Stop for Death A Book The Bustle in a House Come Slowly, Eden! Death Sets a Thing Heart, We Will Forget Him! Hope is the Thing with Feathers I Felt a Funeral in My Brain I Went To Heaven My Life Closed Twice Before it Closed The Mystery of Pain A Narrow Fellow in the Grass The Only News I Know Success is Counted Sweetest Summer Shower There Is A Word This Is My Letter To The World A Thunderstorm We Like March When Roses Cease To Bloom, Dear
This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,-- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet countrymen, Judge tenderly of me!