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ACROSS THE WAY by RAY CLARKE ROSE

First Line: ACROSS THE WAY DIM SHADOWS PLAY
Last Line: ACROSS THE WAY?
Subject(s): DAY; MAY (MONTH);
Across the way dim shadows play,
Where fragrant blossoms blush and sway
With every touch of wanton wind,
And blond bees clutch in ardor blind
The tender blooms, or, droning, stray
Where dandelion blots inlay
With gold the green lawn's gay display
Of rippling grasses intertwined
Across the way.

But, best of all, My Lady May
Sits basking in the sun; and pray,
In all the dooryard can you find
A bud to beauty more inclined
Than May—just two years old to-day—
Across the way?



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