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