339 <br /> <br />I tend my flowers for thee— <br />Bright Absentee! <br />My Fuchsia's Coral Seams <br />Rip—while the Sower—dreams— <br /> <br />Geraniums—tint—and spot— <br />Low Daisies—dot— <br />My Cactus—splits her Beard <br />To show her throat— <br /> <br />Carnations—tip their spice— <br />And Bees—pick up— <br />A Hyacinth—I hid— <br />Puts out a Ruffled Head— <br />And odors fall <br />From flasks—so small— <br />You marvel how they held— <br /> <br />Globe Roses—break their satin glake— <br />Upon my Garden floor— <br />Yet—thou—not there— <br />I had as lief they bore <br />No Crimson—more— <br /> <br />Thy flower—be gay— <br />Her Lord—away! <br />It ill becometh me— <br />I'll dwell in Calyx—Gray— <br />How modestly—alway— <br />Thy Daisy— <br />Draped for thee!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-tend-my-flowers-for-thee/
