May’s parade of flowers held me captive
all month long with its radiant colors,
with its scents perfuming the breeze.
They filled my winter-famished soul
and quenched my thirsting spirit.
Meanwhile, in the woods, May bathed
the earth in emeralds. The trees stand
knee-deep now in an ocean of leafy green.
All that was dead and drab is gone,
the woods transformed into a palace
for birds and bugs and critters galore,
every inch of it alive and singing in joy.