May Bride
MAY BRIDE
Gone the winter of empty arms ,
Her fresh face is radiant
In the church garden
One glorious May day in white
Blossom on hair, gown ,
Bosom and bouquet. The bride
Glows in the warm embrace
Of her groom’s golden love
Working wonders in her.
Then in a white shower
Of blossom -confetti littering
The garden path under her roots,
The hawthorn tree , returns
Again to her everyday working green .
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