Emily Dickinson: the original emo kid

[This was for class. I think teh proffumz liked it.]

I saw a Rabbit—in the Wood
Its Fur was soft—and new—
It Stretched and Hopped so tenderly—
And on a Sprout it chewed—

I saw a Child—by the school—
At Recess—running Free—
The Sun shone bright—upon his Head
Around him sang the Bee—

I saw two Lovers—in a Lane
Passing among the Flow’rs—
I saw—reflected—in their Eyes—
Their gentle Talk—of Hours—

But though the Sun is shining—now—
Though Summer’s Music plays—
I can see—Clouds coming up—
And casting darkest Shade—

You do not see these Shadows black—
So I will counsel Thee—
O Rabbit—Child—Lovers Two—
To remember—you must—Die—