Nature
I held a jewel in my fingers
Nature
I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep.
The day was warm, and winds were prosy;
I said: "'T will keep."
I woke and chid my honest fingers, --
The gem was gone;
And now an amethyst remembrance
Is all I own.
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “I held a jewel in my fingers.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/186/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “I held a jewel in my fingers.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/186/.
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