Because I could not stop for Death
by Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
We slowly drove – He knew no haste
We passed the School, where Children strove
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –
We passed the Setting Sun –
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields...