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The Days of May

The days of May were wrapped around my finger. Love settled in as though it meant to stay, Exacting joy as if pressed through a wringer. The days of May. In June and July love went a bit astray, Living as a strolling minstrel singer. Gone was the sweet contentment of our May. Then as the cold winter days would linger Love sought the warmth of that sweet early day Before it tried that reckless time as swinger. The days of May.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 5/14/2013 4:28:00 AM
Very beautiful. Many congrats to you on your win in the challenge. AO
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Date: 5/11/2013 10:35:00 PM
Joyce, CONGRATULATIONS on your awesome win. Take care and enjoy the blessings of today and tomorrow. LUV*LINDA
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Date: 5/11/2013 5:44:00 PM
Congratulations on winning with this difficult form. Good work, Joyce. :-)
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Date: 5/11/2013 4:45:00 PM
Congratulation Joyce on your win. I enjoyed your take on this theme. Warm Smiles, Connie
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Date: 5/11/2013 8:36:00 AM
congrats on your win Joyce
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Date: 5/11/2013 1:35:00 AM
Congratulations Joy: I love the flow of your poem. SuZ
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