Do you remember May baskets? We would make these little baskets out of construction paper and fill them with flowers. Then they would go home with us...we would put them on our Mom's doorknob...ring the bell and hide. It was a simple pleasure from long ago. I have friends who along with me, continued this practice when we were adults. We would fix up some baskets and deliver them early in the morning...so the basket would be there, when the friend woke up. It was really funny...we were all in our cars, driving around, almost bumping into each other to deliver these treasures. A friend put a poem in her basket to me years and years ago. It says:
Oh, let's leave a basket of flowers today..
To a dear friend who lives down our way..
We'll heap it with violets white and blue..
We'll make it of paper and line it with ferns..
Then hide and we'll watch her surprise when she turns..
And opens her door and looks out to see..
Who in the world could it possibly be.
Happy May Day!