Make me a picture of the sun lyrics
by Emily Dickinson
188
Make me a picture of the sun
So I can hang it in my room
And make believe I'm getting warm
When others call it "Day"!
Draw me a Robin—on a stem
So I am hearing him, I'll dream
And when the Orchards stop their tune
Put my pretense—away
Say if it's really—warm at noon
Whether it's Buttercups—that "skim"
Or Butterflies—that "bloom"?
Then—skip—the frost—upon the lea
And skip the Russet—on the tree
Let's play those—never come!