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ReadingWillow structured literacy program for Australian students

It will be Summer -- eventually.

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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It will be Summer -- eventually.Ladies -- with parasols --Sauntering Gentlemen -- with Canes --And little Girls -- with Dolls -- Will tint the pallid landscape --As 'twere a bright Bouquet --Thro' drifted deep, in Parian --The Village lies -- today -- The Lilacs -- bending many a year --Will sway with purple load --The Bees -- will not despise the tune --Their Forefathers -- have hummed -- The Wild Rose -- redden in the Bog --The Aster -- on the HillHer everlasting fashion -- set --And Covenant Gentians -- frill -- Till Summer folds her miracle --As Women -- do -- their Gown --Of Priests -- adjust the Symbols --When Sacrament -- is done --