Meet Me Under the Spring Boughs
The trees in bloom, fresh flower scents
Bluebirds aplenty are singing our song.
Allow me to be your dutiful love servant.
We shall glide under cherry tress in bloom.
Here, now, under the smiling,Spring moon.
5/23/2023
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