May

May the trees survive winter Blossom in the spring Sending forth life Giving all, nourishing. May the sun rise in the morning Rest asleep at night To come up the next morning Bringing warmth, love And fields of waving buttercup delight. May the seeds dropped in fall...

May

May Your heart be full of joy Your words convey pleasure Your eyes see pure beauty Your ears believe. ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson – 2018