Sundresses!

I could dream of lovely sundresses all day,

Especially sundresses in the sweet month of May.

What a beautiful sight on a beautiful sight,

Daughters, sisters, and mothers making the world alight.

I sometimes curse the winter for packing them up,

When the dresses are gone, I’m a sad pup.

But then spring comes again, and the marvels are back,

Those flowery and vibrant wonders make my heart crack!