Whose are the little beds, I asked

Whose are the little beds, I asked (1891)
by Emily Dickinson
142
5186Whose are the little beds, I asked — 142Emily Dickinson

Whose are the little beds, I asked
Which in the valleys lie?
Some shook their heads, and others smiled —
And no one made reply.

Perhaps they did not hear, I said,
I will inquire again —
Whose are the beds — the tiny beds
So thick upon the plain?

'Tis Daisy, in the shortest —
A little further on —
Nearest the door — to wake the Ist —
Little Leontoden.

'Tis Iris, Sir, and Aster —
Anemone, and Bell —
Bartsia, in the blanket red —
And chubby Daffodil.

Meanwhile, at many cradles
Her busy foot she plied —
Humming the quaintest lullaby
That ever rocked a child.

Hush! Epigea wakens!
The Crocus stirs her lids —
Rhodora's cheek is crimson,
She's dreaming of the woods!

Then turning from them reverent —
Their bedtime 'tis, she said —
The Bumble bees will wake them
When April woods are red.


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