Nature
The morns are meeker than they were
Nature
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “The morns are meeker than they were.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/71/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “The morns are meeker than they were.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/71/.
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