"Dear March - Come In" By Emily Dickinson

Pour your favorite cup of tea and enjoy this poem by one of our favorite poets, Emily Dickinson!

"Dear March - Come In"

By Emily Dickinson

Dear March - Come in - 

How glad I am -

I hoped for you before -

Put down your Hat - 

You must have walked -

How out of Breath you are - 

Dear March, how are you, and the Rest -

Did you leave Nature well - 

Oh March, Come right upstairs with me -

I have so much to tell -

I got your Letter, and the Birds - 

The Maples never knew that you were coming -

I declare - how Red their Faces grew - 

But March, forgive me - 

And all those Hills you left for me to Hue - 

There was no Purple suitable - 

You took it all with you - 

Who knocks? That April -

Lock the Door -

I will not be pursued -

He stayed away a Year to call 

When I am occupied - 

But trifles look so trivial 

As soon as you have come

That blame is just as dear as Praise 

And Praise as mere as Blame -

Cheers to a slice of poetry and a cup of tea!