I dwell in Possibility Too! is in response to Emily Dickinson's "I dwell in Possibility"
You dwell in Possibility?
Well, I do Too!
Our thoughts somewhat similar
Who really knew?
You dwell in Possibility
A fairer House than Prose
I dwell in Creativity
Embodied by a Red, White, and Blue rose
Your chambers made of Cedar
With an everlasting roof
My chambers made of silk linens
With imaginations of fun, friends, and little dog woofs
Your hands spread wide
To gather Paradise
Paradise is within me
As well as love, sweet, and a pinch of nice
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