I held a Jewel in my fingers—
And went to sleep—The day was warm, and winds were prosy—
I said "'Twill keep"—
I woke—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance is all I own—
by Emily Dickinson
I held a Jewel in my fingers—
And went to sleep—The day was warm, and winds were prosy—
I said "'Twill keep"—
I woke—and chid my honest fingers,
The Gem was gone—
And now, an Amethyst remembrance is all I own—
by Emily Dickinson