The month of May seems to have lost its way, and I believe that what it needs most is a good talkin’ to…
Oh May, what have you become? For all my life, my favorite month, let me count the ways
The weather, like a soft kiss
The beginning of fishing season, many family birthdays
Flowers and trees and little baby birds, bursting out everywhere
But, May, with your new style of cold and rain, you have left me wanting! So wanting!
For years now, May, you have laid down, abandoning your role as a glorious ramp from April to June, giving up your duties as the most beautiful month of the year.
So let-down I am, by you, my lovely month of May, that I wonder… if you shouldn’t be re-named… as May Not?