May Day Festival

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!

Maypole Ribbons

Who doesn’t love rainbow ribbons against a blue sky?

Lucas Skipping with His Class

Lucas skipping with his classmates. The second graders blessed the circle with their May song and bouquets of flowers.

The Girls

The girls gather their ribbons.

Eat Your Heart Out, Degas!
Eat your heart out, Degas!

Eighth Graders Dance
Aren’t they lovely?


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.

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2 Responses to “May Day Festival”

  • UmmMaryam
    May 5, 2010 at 9:04 pm

    Beautiful! 😉


  • Sara
    May 6, 2010 at 10:09 am

    Oh, it was! Thank you.


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