Will There Really Be a Morning
Emily Dickinson, John Wallowitch
Will there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as day?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they? Morning, Morning
Where does morning lie?
Has it feet like water lilies?
Has it feathers like a bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?
Morning, Morning where does morning lie?
Oh some scholar! Oh some sailor!
Oh some wise man from the skies!
Please do tell a little pilgrim
Where the placе called morning lies
Morning, Morning wherе does morning lie?
Morning, Morning where does morning lie?
