For some of us, May can be a cruel month, but flowers, blue skies, and memories bring pleasure and gratitude. For Two Young Brothersand My Two Old Brothers The red-brown trillium is blossoming.It is May, the death month for mothers,at least yours and ours. Maybe lily-of-the-valley and cardinalsreassured them we will be safe.And helped carry … More For Two Brothers and My Two Old Brothers: May, 2025 Featured Poem