31 <br /> <br />Summer for thee, grant I may be <br />When Summer days are flown! <br />Thy music still, when Whipporwill <br />And Oriole—are done! <br /> <br />For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb <br />And row my blossoms o'er! <br />Pray gather me— <br />Anemone— <br />Thy flower—forevermore!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summer-for-thee-grant-i-may-be/
