Hope is the Thing with Feathers
Thursday, October 28th, 2004Saw this piece of Emily Dickinson (from Part One: Life) on the wall today as I will filling out Spencer’s pre-admission paperwork at Children’s Hospital.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the [...]
