Sunday, June 23, 2013

June





June; hearth of summer’s opulence
Of greenest greens and purest blues
Where daisy-gardens gild the fence
And garnish hillside avenues

June; luxury of summer’s glades
Before parched landscapes gasp and groan
Relenting to the warmer shades
Of gold and russet undertone

June; canopy of summer's mirth
Of butterfly and bloom-brushed slope
As from the pulsing vaults of earth
Nature exalts its Author's hope

June; rhapsody of wren and rose
In manuscripts written by God
For no mortal can quite compose
The poetry of sky and sod

© Janet Martin

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