As May comes to an end a haiku to celebrate the beauty of this month.

A haiku about the season, especially applicable to people, like me, who live in apartments with old radiators and no thermostats.

Love is priceless even expensive,yet it is all for free.Except of course,it ain’t love.

This speaks of the weather in Michigan, how drastically it changes from one day to the next.

Poetry~

Spring greetings.

May is in the Spring season. It is the season, when you hand flowers to those that you love the most. It is the month to behave to prepare for the Summer.

A wee run for the first rose…

This is just a simple love poem in which a lover is telling his girlfriend how much he loves her and means to him. This could be also seen as a boyfriend proposing to his girlfriend.

Narrative essay.