The Days that we can spare
Are those a Function die
Or Friend or Nature -- stranded then
In our Economy
Our Estimates a Scheme --
Our Ultimates a Sham --
We let go all of Time without
Arithmetic of him --
The Days that we can spare
Are those a Function die
Or Friend or Nature -- stranded then
In our Economy
Our Estimates a Scheme --
Our Ultimates a Sham --
We let go all of Time without
Arithmetic of him --
© Emily Dickinson