May's Flowers
To meet death head on,
You need but a song
—to carry you on your way
The words needn’t matter
If the melody flatters
—to be hummed by the people who stay
To meet death head on,
You need only one song
—that your children may sing out of tune
Because the years they go fast,
Only memories last
—as May gives up her flowers to June
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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