It is May.
All the dandelions
Shed their fuzzy golden coats
By the mildly glowing coast
Ready
To float, and dance.

It is May.
All the dandelions;
Fuzzy little dreams;
A million wishes
Ready
To be made.

It is May.
All the dandelions;
White and green;
All is new and all is true;
All is in my heart.
Mayday, mayday, mayday.

-🔆-

May – Might

May – Mayn’t

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