September 24, 2024
Savior, I’ve No One Else to Tell
By Emily Dickinson
Savior, I’ve no one else to tell
And so I trouble thee.
I am the one forgot thee so,
Dost thou remember me?
Nor, for myself, I came so far
That were the little load
I brought thee the imperial Heart
I had not strength to hold.
The Heart I carried in my own
Till mine too heavy grew,
Yet — strangest — heavier since it went,
Is it too large for you?
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