Once Upon a June #2

Once upon a June we were

The girls with flowers in our hair

And time on hands not quite as worn

By motherhood and

Many a summer morn

Once upon a dream or two

Eyes sparkled, lustrous as the dew

That gleamed before the door of noon

Closed on the wisp of

Many a moon and June

Once upon November’s eve

A woman’s heart begins to grieve

The suddenness of what once was

And cannot ever

Be again because

…once upon a June we were

But girls with flowers in our hair

Where now we watch our daughters swoon

With summer dreams of

  'once upon a June'

© Janet Martin