Round the May Pole Now We Dance
Nancy Byrd Turner
Round the May Pole now we dance
(Over with blue, under with white),
Wind’s in the ribbons, oh see them lift!
Light’s on the ribbons, oh feel them shift!
While we braid overhead
Colors fair and bright!
Round the May Pole gay we move
(You with your ribbon, I with mine).
The colors cross and the pattern grows
(Over with red and under with rose)
On and on, till we’re done.
See the tall pole shine!
Who doesn’t love rainbow ribbons against a blue sky?
Lucas skipping with his classmates. The second graders blessed the circle with their May song and bouquets of flowers.
The girls gather their ribbons.
So precious, so rare. Every year, it is such a gathering of joy and celebration of spring, of life, of beauty, and of youthful promise. I’m grateful to be a part of this community, and the festival makes my heart sing.