May Flowers

The sky hums to the heartbeat of the the earth

Flowers budding, the earth groaning as it gives birth 

To verdurous infant grass and shoots of embryo hue 

People plucking flowers by stems to snap the cord of two 

To cradle the blossoms in their arms is the cause of a flower 

Whether giving to a lover or to spruce the woman's locks

And the suckling of color is not missed for in nature's next shower

Is born more chromatic stalks and buds in a flock

For flowers are meant to brighten a life too dull

With the ecstasy of a child's wonder and radiance

Until the person rocking the flower in its arm feels full

Of everything that is beautiful and good that life grants 

For the earth as the mother, gives birth to the vibrant buds 

So we see the colors of the spring instead of the mud. 

-anna sluder