The Month Of May Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The month of May,
everything feels fresh and shines
and all the birds,
are singing in rhyme
The month of May,
all flowers are full in bloom
and the blossom on the trees,
smells like perfume
The month of May,
the sun makes itself felt, by the warmth of her rays
and the cows jump happily on the meadow, and seem to go astray
The month of May,
the sky has changed color
and is no longer cloudy and grey,
nature's ultimate proof, that we're in the month of May