The Month of May

The first of the month brings light to our lives, birds in their nests and bees in beehives. We know that summertime is coming up soon so were hustling and bustling and stressing about school. A few more short weeks and we’ll be out of this place. We’re on our last leg about to finish the race. We can’t give up now, for the end is near. Now’s the perfect time to kick it into high gear. On the second Sunday we’ll say I love you to mom, then the week after that we’re ready for prom. After the dance, we spend time with our friends, looking back at high school through a foggy camera lens. Just thank God that you cherished these past couple weeks. Whether you're popular, athletic or a bit of a geek, May is the time we all come together as one, with it’s flowers, green grass, blue skies, and hot sun.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
Our world


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