Ah, Lovely May

 I didn't get my fill of May writing, 

partly due to the fact that every May day was filled with May-ways to enjoy...

mostly work with a little play;-)

 May Days Collage...It's a little how a mind feels when looking back!

Ah, lovely May, your artist’s tray

Spills daffodil and lilac plume

Then scatters in their petal-wake

Many, oh many a budded bloom

Ah, lovely May, your minstrels play

Time’s greenest green and bluest blue

But then your music fades away

While we are busy loving you

Ah lovely May, your comely way

Makes orchards blush and young love too

And everybody, young and old

Is gladdened by the kiss of you

Ah, lovely May, ah, holiday

From firesides and surly storm

You dance across fresh fields of grass

In flip-flop feet, sunny and warm

Ah lovely May of bloom-fringed path

You slip away far, far too soon

But always in your aftermath

You leave upon dawn's door-sill, June

© Janet Martin

My farewell song to May;))