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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Whose are the little beds, I asked</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">142</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Whose are the little beds, I asked<br>Which in the valleys lie?<br>Some shook their heads, and others smiled—<br>And no one made reply.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Perhaps they did not hear, I said,<br>I will inquire again—<br>Whose are the beds—the tiny beds<br>So thick upon the plain?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Tis Daisy, in the shortest—<br>A little further on—<br>Nearest the door—to wake the Ist—<br>Little Leontoden.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Tis Iris, Sir, and Aster—<br>Anemone, and Bell—<br>Bartsia, in the blanket red—<br>And chubby Daffodil.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Meanwhile, at many cradles<br>Her busy foot she plied—<br>Humming the quaintest lullaby<br>That ever rocked a child.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hush! Epigea wakens!<br>The Crocus stirs her lids—<br>Rhodora's cheek is crimson,<br>She's dreaming of the woods!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=386430" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then turning from them reverent—<br>Their bedtime 'tis, she said—<br>The Bumble bees will wake them<br>When April woods are red.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Emily+Dickinson">Emily Dickinson</a></strong></div>

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