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Don’t put up my Thread and Needle –
I’ll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle –
Better Stitches – so –
These were bent – my sight got crooked –
When my mind – is plain
I’ll do seams – a Queen’s endeavor
Would not blush to own –
Hems – too fine for Lady’s tracing
To the sightless Knot –
Tucks – of dainty interspersion –
Like a dotted Dot –
Leave my Needle in the furrow –
Where I put it down –
I can make the zigzag stitches
Straight – when I am strong –
Till then – dreaming I am sewing
Fetch the seam I missed –
Closer – so I – at my sleeping –
Still surmise I stitch –
