At End of May
After summer spruces up in full array
When peonies have graced the graves
At end of May, I shall go far, far away
After summer spruces up in full array
Where some folks, who know, blithely say
‘Tis Beulah Land the righteous soul craves
After summer spruces up in full array
When peonies have graced the graves.
written May 20, 2021
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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