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poetry
by Michael F. Nyiri
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Saturday, May 1st , 2004 7:37 p.m. pdt
"Maypole Dance"
The cycle of the seasons turns around again with ease
And light clouds float above the pulsing, soothing breeze
A feeling of renewal bids us dance the dance anew
And spread regeneration, as the sun dries up the dew.
"Tis Ever Spring, then Summer, as the days grow long and bright
And Luna's orb seems brighter as it shines upon the night.
Grab yon Maypole ribbon, dance around and round again,
Celebrate rebirth and joy, and cleanse away all pain.The turning of the seasons are God's clock winding anew
Nature's cyclical nature, under a nearly cloudless sky of blue
Turn around plant seed and watch the new life sprout
Pray for rain and sustenence to keep the earth from drought
For Summer turns to winter, and the cold and damp do come
So hopefully the harvest will bountiful be, and our stores will last outdone
Grab yon Maypole ribbon, dance as if it is the first time
Celebrate rebirth and joy, as we herald the fairer clime.
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
ElectricPoetry
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