May
by Sara Teasdale
The wind is tossing the lilacs,
The new leaves laugh in the sun,
And the petals fall on the orchard wall,
But for me, the spring is done.
Beneath the apple blossoms
I go a wintry way,
For love that smiled in April
Is false to me in May.
Today's Garden words were featured on the podcast:
Words inspired by the garden are the sweetest, most beautiful words of all.
A close-up of light purple lilac blossoms clustered together, showing delicate petals and tiny yellow centers.