The Month of May

                                                                                                                 

  The Month of May.

  The month of May can be bright and warm,
  Though sometimes fraught with rain and storm.
  Petalled flowers are bursting through,
  And birds their nesting chores renew.
  Butterflies are apparent quite,
  And frequently on blooms alight.

  Swallows and swifts are back hooray,
  To fill our skies throughout the day.
  Small green cherries deck the tree;
  Tiny apples, you too, might see.
  The beautiful lilac's blue and white,
  Presents again a cheering sight.

  But the feature that we most endorse,
  Is the fragrant flowering 'May', of course.
  Hawthorn's its common epithet,
  Almost every hedge does it beget.
  Can we fail to notice when we pass,
  Its profuse and umpteen blossomed mass?