May

May

Oh coquettish child
You spring shy maiden
Peeping through the skirts of April
Wistful for your perfect sunrise
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Primrose mornings, distant, fading
Sighs of falling daffodils
Tulip lips form pouting kisses
To the old and knowing sun
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Stretching days,
Spiced with cut grass
Avenues shed their blossom bonnets
Petal rain on gentle winds
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And what of we
Your nursery playthings
Laughing as you twist our senses
Confusing time with thoughts of summer