Spring flowers have faded away,
yellow’s gone ’til another day,
leaves on the trees are in full sway.
It must be May! It must be May!
May-time is the best time of year
heralding that Summer is near,
we can cast our clouts without fear,
now May is here, now May is here.
Pink and blue flowers are in bloom
and I can smell May’s fresh perfume
as I sit and gaze from my room.
Away the gloom! Away the gloom!
April’s gone – good-bye to showers,
now’s the time for May’s lush flowers,
climbing plants bedeck the bowers,
sunshine for hours, sunshine for hours.
Around the Maypole people dance,
some may even go off, perchance,
on Mayday hol’ away to France.
A Spring romance? A Spring romance?
The birds proclaim “May’s spell is cast,
juicy insects relieve our fast,
our chicks have flown, the nest is past,
May’s here at last! May’s here at last!”
Monotetra Poetry – four lines in each verse in monorhyme. Each line is in tetrameter (four metrical feet) for a total of eight syllables. The last line contains two metrical feet, repeated. It can have one stanza or many stanzas.