Hail to the majesty
The red kite brings,
Ascends in spiral,
On the cloud's dark wing
While here
Upon a sunlit bank,
Pale lemon eyed,
A panoply of primrose
mocks the sky
For here's
An Easter morning
Decked in Marian blue
Where all creation
Can but spring anew.
JL April 11 12:09
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