Ode to Mother
Ode to Mother My life was too perfect;I never needed to complainbut now it’s a rainy mid-nightand I am imposed to confess something to you- It’s been a yearever since I started seeing the...
Ode to Mother My life was too perfect;I never needed to complainbut now it’s a rainy mid-nightand I am imposed to confess something to you- It’s been a yearever since I started seeing the...
I often wonder what Emily Dickinson is doing in her most desired and dearest “House” that fascinated her so much that she had given up all the unfinished tasks and enjoyed the carriage ride...