Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
Never Saw the Day (haiku)
Thoughts growing hazy,
My eyes became red and wet,
For they never saw the day.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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