It’s why I get up in the dark
on winter mornings
It’s why I grab my umbrella
and hurry to my car through April rain
This perfect May-first morning
gathers up all the angst of rain and winter
And for this morning anyway
it’s stored beyond the blue and forgotten
For who can be sad on this
gorgeous May day
or in sadness—who cannot smile
The twitter-pated birds
the flowering trees
renew and restore all that’s life
I sit on the stoop with coffee and cat
and I smile; even break into song
Alleluia! May Day! Alleluia!
Nancy Perkins
May 1, 2013
Lovely. This May was different but welcome as well.
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