by George A. Hancock
Green Trees May brings green trees To our running sprees Our ridges are in full leaf A view far from brief. Green trees provide shade For any lunchtime parade Or those running after work When hot weather is berserk. Runners find a nice view While we run past in shoes These trees are full of life Strong against daily strife. I run in a green tree place They create a happy face Concrete jungles are poor Without trees at your door. Green trees for many miles Produce a few road smiles Trail runners enjoy them too Especially in May when new. May Monday begins May’s run Now out in the spring sun 31 days of great weather As we run by green heather. The 14th is Mother’s Day So we utter a Hooray! For the moms on the run And all moms never done. The 30th is Memorial Day We pause, salute, and pray Summer’s season also begins Amidst these warm day spins. May running days are great Road scenes are first rate Green trees spread far out On my early running route. Warmer mornings are nice Enjoy them is my advice Soon it’s summer’s season And we run for this reason. Treasure Piles Out Here, May brings piles And many collector smiles There’s treasure in that stash And no, it’s not corned beef hash. Local communities have trash days I run by treasure piles on the byways There’s miles and miles of good stuff And bad, but folks can’t get enough. Trucks and cars slow and take a look At treasures needing no checkbook Most communities allow one to pick And choose but one needs to be quick. So many folks are out on these roads Seeking that perfect May junk loads Looking for items that they can sell And perhaps watch their coffers swell. I do look, examine as I run on by So many things tossed out I sigh But happy to know, for good use Many items not to landfill abuse. Light Clothes May weather means light clothes As the winter season decomposes Our spring season is in full swing The happiness meter does a ding! Warmer May temps are first rate They improve our running gait We store our winter road gear And run free without snow fear. May running in Tee and shorts Does improve our racing sports And also our daily road run Beneath that warm spring sun. Running in that gentle breeze With our mind and soul at ease Beats struggling in icy winds That slap our lower shins. Light clothes are a faster spree In weather that we all agree Is perfect for a roadside spin During May runners do win. Morning Traffic I run in the early morn Up early and never torn About sleeping in or out To my local road route. Morning traffic is steady As folks driving get ready For the daily work grind Which could be unkind. I’m retired and outside Running as many ride By this daily road guy And I hear their sigh. I’m running out and back On this morning run attack While the cars drive to work Where numerous things lurk. Soon, I’m running home After my running roam Often, I’ll send a wave At motorists so grave.
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