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Comments about Carolyn May
Green should be my middle name
I’ve always longed for a grass filled haven
or a forest full of foxes, perhaps
I breathe in the spring air on a rainy day
Fresh like tulip buds in new soil
I am a woodland creature
and this is my playground
And I’ll happily play until the moon tells me to sleep
And then I’ll awake to song birds welcoming the morn’
with their sweet shanties
But reality has struck like lightning
For this forest is not my real home
it is but a vacation that I never wish to leave
The longer I ...