If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
By Emily Dickinson

If I shouldn't be alive when the robins come,
Give the one in the Red Cravat,
A memorial Crumb.

If I couldn't thank you,
Being just asleep,
you will know I'm trying
with my granite lip.

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not have lived in vain.
If I can ease one life from aching,
or cool one pain,
or help a fainting robin, unto it's nest again,
I shall not live in vain.


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