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poem submitted to "For the Love of May" poetry contest, Andrea Dietrich, sponsor, 5/6/2026
"May is the month of expectation, the month of wishes, the month of hope." - Emily Brontë For the love of May, the month of expectation, I walk through mornings bright with new creation; a hush of promise drifts along my way. For the love of May, the month of wishes rising, each blossom opens like a dream surprising; a hush of promise drifts along my way. For the love of May, the month of hope made tender, I feel the world lean softly toward it’s splendor; a hush of promise drifts along my way.
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