The month is drawing to a close
And soon, to drift by every nose
Will be the scent of lilac, rose
And all the scented flowers.
The leaves on trees will next unfurl
And mostly every boy and girl
Will give new shorts and tees a whirl,
Imbued with sunshine’s powers.
The ice cream truck will ring its bell
With lots of frozen treats to sell,
As May prepares to sit a spell,
Refreshed by April’s showers.
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