The month of May
Exists so we can love
The beautiful flowers of Mother nature
So we can dream of a richer future
So we can get in shape beautifully
And enjoy life better than in February.
May is the sweet month of love
Where the days and nights
Are the most beautiful
And the locusts are happy
In the green fields
Amid songs and chants.
This is the month of happiness
The season of all flowers
The awakening of youth
And the birth of tipsiness
On a jubilant spring.
It's all over again in Spring
The birds are singing
The children are dancing
And the bees are roaming
From live flowers
To sick cherry laurels
On a jubilant spring.
The stars twinkle
The waters of the river sparkle
And the moon lights up
The corners of the city.
The month of May
Exists so we can love
Where the weather is cool
And the flowers are wonderful.
Copyright © Mai 1st. 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 10:04 PM UTC
The month of May
Exists so we can love
The beautiful flowers of Mother nature
So we can dream of a richer future
So we can get in shape beautifully
And enjoy life better than in February.
May is the sweet month of love
Where the days and nights
Are the most beautiful
And the locusts are happy
In the green fields
Amid songs and chants.
This is the month of happiness
The season of all flowers
The awakening of youth
And the birth of tipsiness
On a jubilant spring.
It's all over again in Spring
The birds are singing
The children are dancing
And the bees are roaming
From live flowers
To sick cherry laurels
On a jubilant spring.
The stars twinkle
The waters of the river sparkle
And the moon lights up
The corners of the city.
The month of May
Exists so we can love
Where the weather is cool
And the flowers are wonderful.
Copyright © Mai 1st. 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.