In the quiet halls of Amherst she dwelled,
A soul unbound by earthly chains,
Her verses whispered, softly spelled,
In solitude, her spirit reigns.
Beneath the watchful eye of night,
She penned the stars and moonlit dreams,
Her world a tapestry of light,
Woven with nature’s gentle themes.
A heart attuned to life’s sweet song,
Yet cloaked in mystery profound,
Her words a refuge, safe and strong,
In silence, her true voice was found.
Though fame eluded her in life,
Her legacy, a beacon bright,
Emily’s spirit, free from strife,
Forever dances in the light.