Come What May

Come What May. . May comes in a blaze of glory Opening natures treasure chest The spectacular hawthorn adorns It’s pretty wedding gown And the perky trilling Robin Wears it’s Sunday best . The vibrant flowers open their hearts To the warm rays of the sun Butterflies flirt and flutter In an arial delicate ballet A soft caressing teasing breeze Tickles the abundant paper lie leaves Throughout the glorious day . The majestic cows chew the cud The fleecy lamb's bleat run and play The blackbird joyfully sings at dusk And heralds in a newborn day . Vibrant lush green carpets And clothed trees Sweep through valley and hill As idle days standstill And lazy trout Occasionally pout and try To kiss the sky , Soon the boisterous purging wind Will blow and the may blossom Wedding gown will be torn down Falling like confetti and screw across Littering the ground Until next year When May reapers. . Peter Dome©2020.