The month of May wears a green skirt
And holds her lap of flowers,
Then skipping lightly on her way
Leaves warm and sunny hours.
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White Garlic (Allium sativum) She dresses woods and vales in green, Throws daisies on the hill, Then treading softly in the glade She dissipates the chill. |
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White Garlic (Allium sativum) And alder tree lets down her hair Reflected in the pool; The mountain paths wear silver veils When early morns are cool. |
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White Garlic (Allium sativum) |
We've longed for Spring: now she has come
With warmth and laughter gay,
To wake the world and bless the earth
This flowery month of May!
~Stella Craft Tremble
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