A poem for May
A Poem For May.
As autumn shade's fall softly upon the ground and cloud's
Melt away as the sun drift's down. Colour's burst into light
and chases cold shiver's of April leaving the smell of fresh cut grass.
Bird's sing melodie's as they swoop through the tree's
chasing away that cold winter breeze.
Limb's stretch as blossoms peep from under their winter coat's .
As May stands tall and everything waits
..........May turned to June saying.... look what I create.
Copyright © Damien Prouse | Year Posted 2019