Childish Griefs

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Title:     Childish Griefs
Author: Emily Dickinson [More Titles by Dickinson]

Softened by Time's consummate plush,
How sleek the woe appears
That threatened childhood's citadel
And undermined the years!

Bisected now by bleaker griefs,
We envy the despair
That devastated childhood's realm,
So easy to repair.

[The end]
Emily Dickinson's poem: Childish Griefs

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