Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/Why do they shut me

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WHY do they shut me
Out of Heaven?
Did I sing too loud?
But I can sing a little minor,
Timid as a bird.

Wouldn't the angels try me
Just once more?
Just see if I troubled them—
But don't shut the door!

Oh, if I were the gentlemen
In the white robes,
And they were the little hand
That knocked—
Could I forbid?

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