Heavenly Father - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us seem to us More respectful - We are Dust - We apologize to thee For thine own Duplicity.
Emily DickinsonHeart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Emily DickinsonVinnie rocks her Garden and moans that God won't help her. I suppose he is too busy getting angry with the Wicked every day.
Emily Dickinson