May Flower

Now let me say;

A story of the month of may;

Of a flower that bloomed;

And was very well groomed.

In the breeze she swayed;

Spreading fragrance, so sweet;

Dancing happily she stayed;

Laughing in sheer delight.

She stood happily;

With her head held high;

While the wind moved snappily;

Other flowers let out a sigh.

Everyone was spellbound;

With her beauty, so divine;

And when the moon was around;

She spread the sweetness of wine.

Light glided across her;

While she shined with all might;

Like a dew, so pure;

In the blanket of night.

Now she is cradled;

In the arms of the sky;

Waiting for the light to be ladled;

By the sun so high.

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