To June

You,

of seamless azure awning

and clover-dappled field

Of wild-flower spawning

in copious yield

You,

of ravishing verdance

in opulent jade

sprawled on a landscape

of sunlight and shade

You,

who rolls out summer’s carpet

in splendor supreme

and ten-thousand textures

And palettes of green

You,

Stage to the a capella

mourning dove minuet

Maestro to the sparrow

and meadow-lark duet

You,

of strawberry indulgence

and bronze, barefoot bliss

Of back-wood rendezvous

and lingering kiss

You,

who flings open

the coveted door

to earth’s glorious garden  

and summer-sweet shore
...we love you

© Janet Martin