May, cold or warm in May
may stay
during heat or warm glow
every inch of flowers flow
it often favours
during Robin's chirping
my Rob the robin's singing
constantly singing along
he also sings in solitude, never wrong
never an etude in solitude
just a prelude
for his solitude
a prelude to his loneliness
in May
this is his greatness!
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
AD.3 May 2021
Sylvia this is wonderful. just a prelude for his solitude....these lines are really beautiful. May brings new beginning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is summer here and Corona at peak. Geographically far but poetically near. Fantastic poem 👏 Madam.