#130 "These are the days when Birds come back" by Emily Dickinson These are the dyas when Birds come back - A very few - a Bird or two - To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resume The old - old sophistries of June - A blue and gold mistake. Oh fraud that cannot cheat the Bee - Almost thy plausibility Includes my belief. Till ranks of seeds their witness bear - And softly thro' the altered air Hurried a timid leaf. Oh Sacrament of summer days, Oh last Communion in the Haze - Permit a child to join. Thy sacred emblems to partake - Thy consecrated bread to take And thine immortal wine! --

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