660 <br /> <br />'Tis good—the looking back on Grief— <br />To re-endure a Day— <br />We thought the Mighty Funeral— <br />Of All Conceived Joy— <br /> <br />To recollect how Busy Grass <br />Did meddle—one by one— <br />Till all the Grief with Summer—waved <br />And none could see the stone. <br /> <br />And though the Woe you have Today <br />Be larger—As the Sea <br />Exceeds its Unremembered Drop— <br />They're Water—equally—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tis-good-mdash-the-looking-back-on-grief/
