It is snowing petals
of such delicate hue
There is a warmth in the air
and overhead it is just blue.
The fields are carpeted
in a rich deep gold
The woods hold the mauve
so delicately yet so bold.
Spring has sprung
the lambs jump with glee
My green eyes are smiling
as far as they can see,
May, what a wonderful month
A beautiful time of the year
The flowers shake their petals
for the summer is nearly here.