The Blunder is in estimate.
Eternity is there
We say, as of a Station --
Meanwhile he is so near
He joins me in my Ramble --
Divides abode with me --
No Friend have I that so persists
As this Eternity.
The Blunder is in estimate.
Eternity is there
We say, as of a Station --
Meanwhile he is so near
He joins me in my Ramble --
Divides abode with me --
No Friend have I that so persists
As this Eternity.
© Emily Dickinson