Make me a picture of the sun by Emily Dickinson
Make me a picture of the sun --
So I can hang it in my room --
And make believe I'm getting warm
When others call it "Day"!
Draw me a Robin -- on a stem --
So I am hearing him, I'll dream,
And when the Orchards stop their tune --
Put my pretense -- away --
Say if it's really -- warm at noon --
Whether it's Buttercups -- that "skim" --
Or Butterflies -- that "bloom"?
Then -- skip -- the frost -- upon the lea --
And skip the Russet -- on the tree --
Let's play those -- never come!