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I never felt at Home Below

I never felt at Home Below
And in the Handsome Skies
I shall not feel at Home I know
I don’t like Paradise

Because it’s Sunday all the time
And Recess never comes
And Eden’ll be so lonesome
Bright Wednesday Afternoons

If God could make a visit
Or ever took a Nap
So not to see us but they say
Himself a Telescope

Perennial beholds us
Myself would run away
From Him and Holy Ghost and All
But there’s the “Judgement Day”!


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Poem I never felt at Home Below - Emily Dickinson