My Sweet May Poem by A B Faniki

As the joy of leaving the bay
ebb away, I thought of my little home
and my much loved soul mate,

May -who makes everything she wears stay
beautiful like the magnificent flowers that blossom
in spring, that looks adorable and delicate;

Oh! Sweet May you made my life gay
with your graceful Virtuous in its purest form
and elegance in it extraordinary state

Oh! Beautiful, sweet May who waited day
and night through the lonely hours for some
months without complaint. As duty and fate

called, they will also find a way
to bring me home into your arm
where am at peace and never late