Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Flowers for May Day

Twenty-three gold crimsoned flowers,
While I was out in fields a-Maying
Were left in secret in our bower,
A springly gift spring stress allaying.

Not only roses, candies also,
Were wrapped in clearest floral wrap.
Attached we found a note—but who
Could have left these? King or satrap,

Soldiers, vagabonds, sons of a river?
The card was left unsigned; yet we
Do thank the encoded dubious givers.
Your kindness I show for all to see.

3 comments:

  1. I know who it was. . . ;-D I wonder if I'm allowed to tell :-D

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  2. I think Carolyn already figured it out. Next to last line.

    *ducks and runs*

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