TIME AND ETERNITY: XXXVII. If I should n't be alive
If I should n't be alive
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A memorial crumb.
If I could n't thank you,
Being just asleep,
You will know I'm trying
With my granite lip!
Content of TIME AND ETERNITY: XXXVII. If I should n't be alive [Emily Dickinson's poem collection: First Series [Series 1]]