Our own possessions—though our own—

by Emily Dickinson · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880

Our own possessions — though our own —

'Tis well to hoard anew —

Remembering the Dimensions

Of Possibility.

#desire #emily dickinson #hoarding #materialism

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