Our Maytime Queen
Our Maytime Queen
She swam her path at the edge of seventeen
inviting us to her birthday party
in warm greetings and pledge
Of her day of joy
She never laughed out loud
without her league of toys
Although Mayrence knows
she was a Maytime Queen
until her candle wishes need to blow .
As now I don't belong to her world
But she reminds me of her words
And the humor of her presence.
The friendship we made
was not of her laughter
But growing up with her golden hour.
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