Ode to June

You are the shade of laughter

The colors of your sighs

Burst into bloom with flowers

You are earth's paradise

You murmur in the willow

You whisper in the pine

And in the maple tree you dance

You dream in columbine

With peony and lupine

You open summer’s gate

We are a world of children

Where long-held dream-lands wait

Your cape is made of roses

How comely is your smile

Your morning is a chorus

That sweeps earth’s emerald isle

You are a sprite, a flower

A lush and lilting tune

That unravels the hour

And thus unravels June

© Janet Martin