May Day
A delicate fabric of bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
~ Sara Teasdale
I just wanted to say hello! And I would love to see your photos of the red door!
Posted by: stefanie | May 01, 2008 at 04:50 PM
they are starting to disappear around here :( i am going to miss them!
Posted by: amy | May 01, 2008 at 07:33 PM
Lovely poem!
It snowed most of this morning here, but now the birds are singing!
Posted by: Robin | May 01, 2008 at 07:46 PM
happy may day to you angie!
thank you for the purple flowers :)
Posted by: hrsj | May 01, 2008 at 09:49 PM
Stephanie~
I'll post that photo on flickr sometime soon. Thanks for visiting!
Amy~
Yeah,it's too bad daffodils don't last longer.
Robin~
Not snow!!
Heather~
Thank you. That was a great idea to have guest photos :-)
Posted by: Angie | May 02, 2008 at 06:38 PM