Hello May
After months of dryness and despair Sweet is the sound of rain on the roof Pools and puddles of water everywhere Blasts of moist air from the window Dusty Harmattan is a distant memory Dark clouds dance across the sky Lulling the sun with globules of water It is May, The dew falls The land heals Life returns The grass grows again Love is in the air And birds sing the creator's praise If there indeed be life in the hereafter And we be damned enough to return after Sweet God, let me be born again in May!