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Good Morning Midnight

Good Morning Midnight

Good Morning Midnight
I’m coming Home
Day got tired of Me
How could I of Him?

Sunshine was a sweet place
I liked to stay
But Morn didn’t want me now
So Goodnight Day!

I can look can’t I
When the East is Red?
The Hills have a way then
That puts the Heart abroad

You are not so fair Midnight
I chose Day
But please take a little Girl
He turned away!



Poem Good Morning Midnight - Emily Dickinson