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Come What May

Come What May.
.
May comes in a blaze of glory
Opening natures treasure chest
The spectacular hawthorn adorns 
It’s pretty wedding gown
And the perky trilling Robin
Wears it’s Sunday best
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The vibrant flowers open their hearts
To the warm rays of the sun
Butterflies flirt and flutter
In an arial delicate ballet  
A soft caressing teasing breeze
Tickles the abundant paper lie leaves
Throughout the glorious day
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The majestic cows chew the cud
The fleecy lamb's bleat run and play
The blackbird joyfully sings at dusk
And heralds in a newborn day
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Vibrant lush green carpets
And clothed trees
Sweep through valley and hill 
As idle days standstill
And lazy trout
Occasionally pout and try
To kiss the sky
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Soon the boisterous purging wind
Will blow and the may blossom
Wedding gown will be torn down
Falling like confetti and screw across 
Littering the ground
Until next year
When May reapers.
.
 Peter Dome©2020.

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