This poem was written to celebrate my birth month of May
"May Be" is a lovely time of year!
May be your pencil lead is old & broken
May be you have some time to sit & stare
May be you really are tired of standing
May be you dream of a brand new swivel chair
May be all your dreams are lost or busted
May be your bright stars are dead black holes
May be the open doors are locked and bolted
May be you dream of really long hot hols
May be the snows have all gone and melted
May be the rains of spring are here
May be the winds they are a shifting
May be it really is that time of year
May be the green trees sap is rising
May be all your pocket moneys spent
May be the lawn really does need cutting
May be but the BLOODY mowers bent
May be is just around the corner
May be will soon go away
May be but if you are really trying
May be is a lovely time of year
RJB Easter 2001