Good Morning — Midnight —
I’m coming Home —
Day — got tired of Me —
How could I — of Him?
Sunshine was a sweet place —
I liked to stay —
But Morn — didn’t want me — now —
So — Goodnight — Day!
I can look — can’t I —
When the East is Red?
The Hills — have a way — then —
That puts the Heart — abroad —
You — are not so fair — Midnight —
I chose — Day —
But — please take a little Girl —
He turned away!
I’ve always had a special place in my heart for Emily, but this is the one poem of hers that truly touches me. I feel for her. I’ve been her. She speaks for the ones who came before her and will continue to speak for the ones who follow me. The rejection by her love left her so paralyzed that she begged for death to take her. She wanted so much for it to last forever. We’ve been there.