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The Color of the Grave is Green

The Color of the Grave is Green

The Color of the Grave is Green
The Outer Grave I mean
You would not know it from the Field
Except it own a Stone

To help the fond to find it
Too infinite asleep
To stop and tell them where it is
But just a Daisy deep

The Color of the Grave is white
The outer Grave I mean
You would not know it from the Drifts
In Winter till the Sun

Has furrowed out the Aisles
Then higher than the Land
The little Dwelling Houses rise
Where each has left a friend

The Color of the Grave within
The Duplicate I mean
Not all the Snows could make it white
Not all the Summers Green

You’ve seen the Color maybe
Upon a Bonnet bound
When that you met it with before
The Ferret cannot find



Poem The Color of the Grave is Green - Emily Dickinson