81 <br /> <br />We should not mind so small a flower— <br />Except it quiet bring <br />Our little garden that we lost <br />Back to the Lawn again. <br /> <br />So spicy her Carnations nod— <br />So drunken, reel her Bees— <br />So silver steal a hundred flutes <br />From out a hundred trees— <br /> <br />That whoso sees this little flower <br />By faith may clear behold <br />The Bobolinks around the throne <br />And Dandelions gold.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-should-not-mind-so-small-a-flower/
