Home ⇒ 📌Emily Dickinson ⇒ When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side
When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,
When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,
When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee
Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!
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