May Baskets

By Annette Wynne

In other lands the children bring
May baskets for the first of spring,
And hang them on a lady’s door
To say that spring is here once more;
And when the lady comes to see
What all the sound outside may be,
She’s glad; that’s the way
The Swedish children keep the May.
But we can do kind things and sing
And tell our way the joy of spring.

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