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She whispered into
our morning hug,
"May
has come."
She turned the pages
of our worn through and thoroughly loved book from Tasha Tudors,
A Time To Keep
May
its pole and the
flowers and the hope of beauty.
This first of May
we put away the math and made our morning a little merrier.
We played Vivaldi's spring
as they danced around
with lace and sun all entwining,It was just the way May should be.
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~
"
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles."
~ Francis
Hodgson Burnett~
The
Secret Garden
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