May

It is the month of May.

I know it brings a new ray.

Some say its name is the shortest.

Others say it is the hottest.

Will things go my way?

When I see only blurred day.

Will the flowers bloom?

When spring isn't soon.

Will I get answers to why's?

When things work with bias.

Will I say no to what I detest?

When I fail with every retest.

Will it bring seeds to parched land?

When thirst dominates the sand.

It is the month of May.

I know I will be starting a new day.