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                   THE BEAUTY OF MAY

           On the fifth month of the year
           I love to adore the rose bud
           Blooming in crimson red color
           Sprouting a gorgeous flower .

           Free from falling cold winter snow,
           Dawning dew dips - cool and slow
           Hugging this rose - beaming aglow
           With aroma oozing - high and low.

           Soft petals of this rose blissful ly dance
           Frolicking with buzzing bees in a trance,

           Birdies chirping their spiritual tunes
           Making a scene fresh, vivid and anew.

           May's weather is not extreme,
           But elegantly mild and fair.
           At the meadows, at the woods,
           There's sweet fragrance in the air.

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