It’s such a little thing to weep —
So short a thing to sigh —
And yet — by Trades — the size of these
We men and women die!
It’s such a little thing to weep —
So short a thing to sigh —
And yet — by Trades — the size of these
We men and women die!
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Life is made up of seemingly small emotions.
I like all poems of Emily Dickinson, espesiialy this one!