As Children bid the Guest “Good Night”
And then reluctant turn —
My flowers raise their pretty lips —
Then put their nightgowns on.
As children caper when they wake
Merry that it is Morn —
My flowers from a hundred cribs
Will peep, and prance again.
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This poem is about flowers closing up and being dressed in the moonlight and dew then waking up in the morn and stretching out to the sun as Dickinson watches over them like their mother.
Flowers (and possibly her poems) are like children going to bed and waking up.
Could not fully get an good understanding of the poem . i guess its saying the children are waiting up for the sun to rise and as the sun comes up they bid the night good – bye