The Greek goddess Maia is supposed to be the origin of the month of May, and was closely linked with the goddess of fertility. Which all seems fitting and right when trees are bursting their buds, flowers popping up all over, and weeds ………
giant candle-flames 
in the swamp
skunk cabbage
field of daisies …
toddler
on the run
riding 
the lawn-mower …
dandelions
A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes
