Buds of May
The buds of May are here,
columbines and roses burst out in fetching gold,
full of cheer.
Pretty flowers—
Hummingbirds stop by to behold
for hours.
Sunkissed
petals unfold—
Bliss!
The buds of May are here,
hummingbirds stop by to behold.
Bliss!
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