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a-Maying we will go!

Updated on September 21, 2013


Strawberry days

Of lyrical



Watch out for the plants!

Watch out where you’re going!”

You say.

I always do

Watch out for living things

And which way I’m going.

You don’t yet know that

Do you?

a pity ~

_____© Nellieanna H. Hay

Languid days of summer

Coming swiftly now

Bid me to the sun to bask,

To drink my fill of life, of love.

I linger midst its breathless green

In flower garden, lush.

Wander in its pathways,

Strewn with promise, bright.

Arrays of every shape and hue

Proclaim their beauty’s rush

To claim more daylight hours -

As bluer soar the skies above.

Give but a nod to rules and such,

Embrace the gleeful scene,

To flirt with thoughts and fantasies,

Becomes May’s prime delight.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Vanessa Redgrave - in Camelot

Wooded hillside,

Dogwood dappled,

Flushed with redbud here and there

Among the gray-green trees,

Turning into Spring.

You bring

At last -

Fulfillment, rare.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Yama Uba
Yama Uba | Source

Wistful May

I've left coffee cups all around today.

I've carried them somewhere

And read or wrote a poem,

Forgot to bring them back

Or where I left them.

I even left one on the coffee table.

The world today is populated

With used coffee cups

And poetry.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay


Verdant days

of heart and soul,

Make desert disappear.

Reveal this now -

Reality -

That dream was overflow.

That light that seeped through cracks

Came from an inner room

Where I begin

And end.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Please define me not.

Let me tell you, show you

Who I am.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

My mecca's in the west.

For, as much as I love sunrise-

As much as noontime thrills,

I love the sunset best,

Descending o'er distant hills.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Wind shrieks

Through crevices

And pins the grasses down

Against the ground,


The woods,

Irritates the leaves,

Vibrates the stillness


Vibrations merge once more

Into a morning still.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Morning shadows

Loom halfway 'cross the Earth

Reaching for horizons west,

Wishing for the day to fade away,

Slowly giving way to birth of night

Hiding light behind our sphere,

Shrinking toward their source

To quest for one more day,

Pacing through their queue

Piercing clouds' dense cover

To trace again their way,

Race for daytime's light

Till swallowed up by night - again.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The sun

Is going to rise

Come day, -

Even if

It must

Rip apart

The skies

To do it.

_____© Nellieanna H. Hay

The morning sky

Is bluest

In the West,

And truest,

Though farthest

From itself

And its sunrise.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Heavens, open up

Your floors

And shower Earth below.

Her dwindled dreams

Await your flow.

Her fields and streams

Are thirsty,

So ~

Open up your doors

To wanting Earth below.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

'Tis not the first time

May's been around,

Nor will it be her last.

The eons gone before

Have known her charms,

Have seen her lusty past.

Yet every May is virginal,

Never seen, never lived,

Never done this way before.

She always brings surprise

Upon her flower-strewn arms.

She comes with magic sprites

Transporting in her wake

Her glowing promises,

Bliss-filled season to partake.

Brilliant days, moonlit nights

Where precious moments last.

Should I behold her distant glow

I'd fold her in my dream

To permeate the distance,

Obliterate the past.

Where May now rules

They're shrunk to size,

They're vanquished

Each magic moment

Reigns supreme,

In precious, present guise.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Damsels dance, pixies frolic

Making light of May.

When all's been done

And all's been said,

It "may" just fade away!

We'll look again for lightness,

We'll search it high and low

Shall we ever find

Its hiding place

In gardens here below?

If not, will we just languish?

Drooping in the field,

Be spent upon the sterile plain

For all our fun and madness

To be washed away by rain?

Or might the Summer bring it back,

On warmest breeze, retain

Our mirth, our joy, the promises

Sustained through Fall and Winter

Till May shall come again?

______© Nellieanna H. Hay


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    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Mike - and now you make me hear it too! Hugs. Thank you!

    • mckbirdbks profile image


      6 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

      Reading your work in a quiet room, I can hear your music.

    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Exactly! :-) BTDT! thank you for the beautiful reminder of it.

    • arb profile image


      6 years ago from oregon

      The butterfly escapes its own cocoon and discovers wings with which to fly. In one vanishing, she is found in she!

    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Dear Alan. You are, for sure, a promise kept. i'm most honored, knowing that your story of Zoe Jane, incubated for 11 months before its promise of being written & shared blossomed. So - well, I was more than happy to await your promise, filled. Thank you. I'm warmed and touched by my wait's rewards. Such kind, perceptive and beautiful words!

      The knowing that my 'written garden' -(ah!) - uplifted a smile on your face and your nods & whispers of affirmation is truly beyond gratifying. Thank you!!

      Special note: You couldn't have known how meaningful, that those lines on which you shone your highlight were a followup to another wordpatch of a person becoming - namely I. You're apt to understand the progress they represent from:

      Blue Saturnday's Blues Now Gone


      The soul stands outside itself

      And knocks;

      But cannot enter in today,

      Although it sees inside and knows

      How many lives it is away.

      A soul brought near

      To all of self

      Yet is denied

      And cannot be, ~

      Not yet.

      The fragile heart,

      Now burdened with the dream's

      Excruciating ecstasy,

      Unreal, -

      Droops and gasps

      Yet still persists

      Because the dream exists

      Beyond the door.

      Sadness deepens at the locked door;

      Still the desert soul inside

      Ripens and flourishes

      In my dream.

      From misty ground arises,

      Vitalizing vapor - steam, -


      But I awake; it is not real.

      The ground is parched

      And desert, still,

      For now - until

      That distant verdure

      Can become

      Reality for me.

      Before that day of your concern

      I did not dare to dream

      Of desert meeting moisture, comes alive.

      But now I know, through dreaming: -

      The dream itself is overflow

      Of that reality!

      ______© Nellieanna H. Hay

      Nov. 19, 1971

    • arb profile image


      6 years ago from oregon

      Hello again dear butterfly! Well I am a promise kept! I have read this again 3 times this morning searching for what I loved most and that is compliment enough. I can not find what I love best because I can not seperate love from love. It is like choosing between your children; It can't be done, so I will say this instead:

      This is a written garden, painted in words and carried on wings of little butterflies who take whatever they find of flowers and leave them on pages, colored in color mixed in the soul of one Nellieanna H. Hay.

      I read beginning to end with a smile that will not go; I nod without interuption and whisper yes to every line and then, I close my eyes and quote from what I've read.

      And from all I read and loved what did I remember that I would quote?

      "That light which seeped through cracks

      came from an inner room

      where I begin and end"

      When I read your words I see the light seeping through the cracks and there, I get a peek at you!

    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      hahahaha! Well, shows which 'rating' gets my attention. haha. I almost never pay much attention to individual hub ratings! haha. Real people's coming and enjoying them are my gauge.

      Time was, I didn't look at my personal rating, either, but it's so fascinating, the way it zots up and down the scale, seemingly without much meaningful cause. My pace here is pretty constant but seems that after a couple of days of a new hub's natural traffic surge and wane, it zooms way down. I'm beginning to think it's predicated on the fact that the first few days' surges create an unmaintainable & significant "UP" arrow in the stats, so that after that, there's an inevitale significant "DOWN" arrow as it drops off.

      Maybe something like that; or maybe it's just that I'm such an iconoclast who just blithely does what she came here to do: write and express herself, and interact with & respond to real live fascinating other writers! haha So the rating thing is virtually meaningless. The 'score' doesn't reflect quality, authenticity, truth or heart of the work, - major standards I value (which might make good 'buttons" for rating!)

      Anyway - the #77, which is not all that 'off' my actual age, just struck me as referring to it. Shows how subjective perception overrides subjective intent! (a recently discussed subject of mine) haha. Sorry! :"-)

      Your summation of what the 'rules' thing refers to is right on; PLUS that both others' demands and expectations imposed on one, AND formal rules of a social order do frequently fail miserably to accomplish their supposed 'purposes': to make people behave civilly. At the same time, those external pressures can squelch and deter what is the real scenario and source of individual behavior, which is actually the inside 'director' in each person who has the only effective means to cause or change the person's actual behavior in a lasting and meaningful way.

      It's pretty obvious that rules more often set up a LESS conducive civilized scenario for individuals whose own innards may want to, could and would do a much better job of it.

      Of course people aren't born with the concepts & knowledge. Principles which lead to acceptable behavior must be taught to and internalized by each person before the windows of opportunity shut. Then the person needs to be trusted to apply them to the real life situations in which only he or she can know all affecting factors and can and does have the constant means to manage them in their progress - - much more effectively than any formal system of rules or other watchful personal 'keepers' possibly could, no matter how beneficent or controlling their methods.

      A sad fact is that social order has gotten dreadfully sidetracked and the ways children ought to have of learning basic principles have been dreadfully discredited and virtually subdued. But each individual and parent has the choice. At least, that's my take on the value of much rules.

      Your appreciation of my work is greatly appreciated, Mark. It fills my heart with gladness! Thank you. Hugs.

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      Mark Lecuona 

      6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      ha ha.... no I meant your hub rating was 77 when I made my comment! You look so young and you think like a person who not stuck in the past but are able to gently move through changes times and that sounds young to me too...

      I understand what you mean by rules (or at least I think I do). We should not hurt other people but at the same time not allow rules (maybe it really means how others wish us to live under their own preconceived notions of life) stifle who we are.

      Yes... a Nellieanna button on all the hubs would be for those who achieve the snowflake in an Aspen forest that you so "effortlessly" provide. And effortless to me means naturally gifted....

    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      AW, dear Mark - thank you! What a gracious thing to say. Effortless really is how it is. Many of these were scribbled as I went along making the hub, though some came from 'antiquity' - like "Yama Uba" and 'coffee cups and poetry', May writings from 40 years ago. What I love so about writing poetry is the way it captures moments of living, some which would be swallowed up in time because they weren't major 'events', but only the vivid feelings and as-happening expressions of those feelings, but the poems spread them back out before me as vividly as if in progress, like "now". They're kind of the thread which stitches life's moments together into a garment - or in some instances, - into a mended heart and soul, keeping one's own essence, updating with the moments lived.

      The mere nod to rules could be misinterpreted, but I think you perceive its meaning.

      May I bottle and sell your estimate for my age? (I was 80 Feb. 2. :-)

      Thank you for all the lovely comments - and votes. A Nellieanna category would be nice but probably wouldn't get much traffic - outside of ratings for my stuff. hehe That's sweet . . . :-)

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      Mark Lecuona 

      6 years ago from Austin, Texas

      That's poetry; effortless.... there is so much to celebrate in your word and you remind us to enjoy nature and what these days mean to our lives...

      I also like the idea of just a mere nod to rules... that is very important to me...

      Look at you; already at 77 and it's just been two days... up... awesome... beautiful and one that is not on here: NELLIANNA

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Audrey - Thank you. That felt good.

      BTW - Wind is such a reality in most of the locales of my life that it almost has an anthropomorphic personality and will. Whenever it appears in my poetry, it enters with those features, even when it makes a point of being gentle. Glad you liked my feeling of it. :-)

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      Audrey Howitt 

      6 years ago from California

      What a wonderful collection of spring pieces--You have wonderful lines in each--but the ones that grabbed me are--

      Wind shrieks

      Through crevices

      And pins the grasses down

      Against the ground,

      Thank you for a most satisfying read!

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Yes, DRBJ - it IS a wonderful privilege! Um-m-m-

      Thank you for appreciating that element of my poetry style. It is not intentional, though - is just comes out that way when it does! :-) Hugs

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Ah - Your life surely precludes a lot of movie-going,Yolantha. Yes, I was intrigued and appalled by the Geishas' treatment & the denial of basic freedoms and human rights. I know it can at times be overcome in any measure only from inner resources. At one time my own hero was "The Birdman of Alcatraz" for the way he survived as a human by reaching out to a bird on his cell bars and finding purpose in studying in prison to become an ornithological expert, finally to be recognized for his work beyond his bars. Mostly, it was his personal triumph over the bleakness and hopelessness which touched & inspired me, though.

      Thank YOU for appreciating my poetry. I read your first-hub-posted poem and was bowled over. What can I possibly say "about" it; - it speaks for itself!

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      drbj and sherry 

      6 years ago from south Florida

      How wonderful, Nellieanna, to have a love that 'makes everything else seem trivial.' You can say more with just a few well chosen words than many writers can with volumes. Trust me.

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      6 years ago from America and beyond

      Thanks Nellieanna, I found the book at the Goodwill. I have not seen the movie. I do alot of mission work with underserved populations in America and beyond (specifically Haiti) so I was very intrigued by the cultural treatment of women in the Guisha system. The book is very well written and so is your poetry to put me in mind of the book. I especially enjoyed "she waters the garden" I posted my first poem on Hub--my site is POETRY WITHOUT BRAKES.

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Oh, Christopher - by the way - thinking of how your British Mays are, I'm remembering special highlights of our 1998 trip to the UK, when we were guests of friends (from online, actually) in their home in a village near Chelmsford in Essex from Apr. 19-May 19. We got to visit such charming places, one of which was a favorite, Maldon. On May 1st, we happened to have gone there again. It seemed chilly to me (I was always chilly there!), but the children playing on the lovely green were frolicking around barefooted! There was a game of Bowls in progress on a court in the park's headquarters area, which we observed through a chain-link fence. Fascinating game! Totally so different from any court games played over here, really.

      Another friend, also from online, with whom the 4 of us met in London a couple of times, gave us a Table Bowls game as a souvenir, which I still treasure. We'd all strolled down to a Thames-side shop near London Bridge after a lunch at Dickens Inn in that area. Only thing, he had no chance to give game instructions, since we strolled on down by the London Tower and other sites there, before we all headed back in opposite directions for "home"!

      He came from Surrey and had treated the 4 of us on the other meeting to lunch in his exclusive men's club, The London Automobile Club on Pall Mall, not so far from the Queen Mother's home on the same street. It was an incredible experience! The food was yummy too. hehe We even got to SEE the club's indoor swimming pool, though it was off-limits to females. Oh well. . . . haha. It provided us the only experience riding in a London cab! Our host drove us around to other sites.

      I feel sure it's a rare 'tourist' who's able to see sites during a visit as we were treated to, both in the countryside (which stole my heart) and the city itself. Our host was a London Bobbie (become a police dog trainer) who had entry just about anywhere. We were spared lines of tourists and saw areas of revered London buildings and areas not accessible to most tourists.

    • Nellieanna profile imageAUTHOR

      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Dear Christopher - thank you~ it IS a lovely month. Here, it's one of only a couple in which NO heat or A/C will be required on any of its days, so the windows can be open to let in the whole BEING of MAY (and OCTOBER, later). In May there are times of a day when the ceiling fans enhance the pleasure - when breeze is still. (Mine are on now in fact - May 1st) They are a vital supplement even with A/C in our summers here, notoriously, fiercely H_O_T! A/C is an expensive necessity so I'm conservative with it. So Fall is really a lovely respite, when one even feels a few cool moments in mostly hot September. Then October comes like a rescuing angel. Winters are not necessarily mild, but they are blessledly brief.

      Yes, I sort of rushed May's entry. When I got the inspiration for it (latish) on Apr. 29th, I just intended to jot down a few of the ideas that were pushing into my mind. But it launched full-speed. I found some of my existing poems that fit and wrote several more. It didn't let up to allow for going to bed; and so I ended up staying with it all night! - and when it came together, I couldn't delay hitting that 'publish' button, which I'd not expected to need to wait to hit when the thing took a more reasonable course! So there it was - a day early but still HERE to please you.

      It happened that I didn't finally go to bed till 9 o'clock the end of THAT day. I shouldn't do that often! Every skin cell seemed to have started to droop! haha. Brain cells were still at it, but the double vision was a bit distracting. I'd been up since I arose the morning of the 29th at a fairly early hour. I'm all rested now, though. (I never have insomnia - just sometimes have difficulty lying down, where I fall to sleep nearly immediately - it's a choice, so I deserve no sympathy!)

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      Christopher Antony Meade 

      6 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

      May is really perhaps my favourite month. The high summer is too warm and winter is just Yuch!

      Thanks for reminding me that a lovely month is just ahead.

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Yolantha - it's my lucky day that you happened to stumble into here, so I could know you are a new Hubber go and discover you! I'm awed by your qualifications; left you fan mail in which I mentioned I'm looking forward to reading your first - and following hubs, implemented by 'following'!. I've no duobt you have much to share. One of my early hubs was about interacting with other Hubbers, by the way. Please consider yourself welcome to take a peek, if you have a moment:

      I didn't read/don't own MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA, but I have and have seen the movie. It's beautiful, but depicts a sad practice in women's treatment in one of several places in the world. It's good to know that it has mitigated there - and hopefully in other of such places.

      Thank you for one of the most welcome kinds of compliments a poet could receive - that it has an effect on the reader's senses, especially if it's a good effect! I appreciate the votes, too!

      OH -- And I'm sending smile messenges to you through the ether! :-)

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      6 years ago from America and beyond

      Just read the last page of MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA by Arthur Golden. The end of books leave me lonely, so it was refreshing to stumble upon your poetry and illustrations. I just might smile again today. I shall vote beautiful and up.

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Your entry is always welcomed. A promised return is happily anticipated. I'm aware that your promises don't flow lightly! :-) But if the response you've now left were 'all of it', it would surpass my hopes to please you with my poetry, knowing it stirred your heart to dance! Even if its dancing were your everyday occurrence, it would be lovely to have set it going. But knowing, since you've told me, that it is more rare than that, I do feel the depth of that compliment!! Thank you, dear kind Alan.

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      6 years ago from oregon

      Nellieanna! I've much to tell you regarding this work but it requires more time than I have right now. I will return. This made my heart dance and if you knew how seldom it stops to dance you would feel the depth of such a compliment. (:

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Rahul, my dear - it is a pleasure and a privilege to see your face and read your extra-nice comments! You should know me enough now, though, to notice that I hold the medals for writing the largest - hub-sized- comments EVER! - Or occasionally, the briefest. I've been scolded by HP watchguards on the screen during posting a comment that they think is "too small" - can you believe that? But I've learned that tenacity wins. If I conserved vocabulary and trimmed the excess in order to write it small, then it was for good reasons, and if I stick to my convictions, it will get through the gates! :-) There's no remedy, though for going OVER the word limit. They just whisk away the excess baggage and - I guess - toss it or donate to good causes. They neither justify nor compensate for one's loss!

      Ah-h-h-! What a chivalrous bouquet of compliments for my poetry! Thank you with all my heart! Hugs.

      You've made me smile, even though I've been awake for now about 30-something hours. I'm never plagued with insomnia, - but sometimes I just can't seem to tear myself away from here and I can't type any faster to speed it up. I literally 'tear up the keyboard' and have 4 wornout silicone keyboard covers to prove it! haha. But It's good exercise to ward off arthritis of the fingers! Keyboards OR KB covers are small prices to pay for that valuable heath benefit of typing vigorously!

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Thank you for the generous comments here! As I briefly explained to xstatic there, I seem to be in a tailspin, writing and creating hubs, interacting with so many lovely fellow writers, 'real life' and other interests, and getting my many handwritten poems transcribed, which I'm trying to get done because I'd not prefer anyone else to do it. For one thing, I'd never done much editing to them, thought I didn't prefer to, but I find now that I do want to in many instances and it happens naturally in transcribing, still retaining the originals. Some of my favorites had been hand-copied over many times into little blank books as special gifts to special people. Those do seem to have gotten polished in the process, while many of the main body of this work were written at the time almost as a personal diary of thoughts, dreams and realities, never meant to be seen further, and most hadn't been even so much as self- reviewed since the timeframe in which written. No one else did, for sure.

      I've written poetry almost all my life, but most of the early ones were maliciously destroyed when I began writing more prolifically in the 60s and 70s especially, which raised an alarm for an insensitive, but insecure cruel person; so I began to secure away the ones I was writing to keep them from the same fate. I still write and love to, but honestly, it's seemed that the relief from those times somewhat quelled the flow or the need for it. Living it seems preferable to writing about it. haha. However, I do, and HP stimulates the muse all the more.

      Thank you for such a lovely response to my work and for coming by!

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      Jessee R 

      6 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      If I list the lines I loved in my comment... it will become the largest comment made ever!

      Awesome spring-poetry! Summed up all the essence in the most beautiful fashion a poem could.

      I fell in love with your poetry, the first time I read it


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      Helen Murphy Howell 

      6 years ago from Fife, Scotland

      This is one beautiful hub!! I was going to choose a favourite but I honestly can't. Each poem has something different to offer in essence and emotion! You really should have these put into a book and have them published! They really are beautiful and awsome pieces of work - you are a wonderful talent and I thoroughly enjoyed this hub!!

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Thank you, xstatic! At present, Hubpages is the most publication I've had for a lifetime of writing poetry. I'm writing constantly, and a major project is still transcribing volumes of poems from their original handwritten notebooks, with 1270 poems transcribed so far and many more to do. That and making my hubs has kept my creative juices flowing. I'm greatly encouraged by your comments and am intending to do it!

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      Nellieanna Hay 

      6 years ago from TEXAS

      Faith - I am most pleased to welcome you as my very first visitor to my May-ing hub! I hope yours will be pleasant! And many thanks for your lovely comments!

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      Jim Higgins 

      6 years ago from Eugene, Oregon

      What a collection of wonderful Spring poetry here. I hope you are doing a collection in a book and/or ebook.

      Beautiful language and images. UP all the way.

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      Faith Reaper 

      6 years ago from southern USA

      Amazing poetry here. So lovely. Thank you for writing and sharing with us all on Hub Pages. In His Love, Faith Reaper


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