What merry music makes the month of May!

Glad songsters singing to each frost-worn ear,

As trees festooned in wedding garlands sway

To choruses of sun’s sweet springtime cheer;

Bright radiant hope bedights a world reborn

While dappling through viridian tinted trees,

There cruel April leaves the stage forlorn—

Rain quickened by a blossom-scented breeze.

The earth resplendent, rising from the grave

To proud hosannas sung in joyful breaths

Bidding farewell to ice-wind-sanctioned knaves,

To end their reign in fervent beauty blessed;

As was the first so shall it be at last:

Salvation shines when mighty shadows pass.