Hello Sweet June

Hello sweet June, the Brigadoon of winter’s fireside fantasy

Fairest art thou, of feathered bough and rainbow-ravished tapestry

Birth’s beauty-queen as purest green enshrouds earth in verdant facade

Compelling us (of fret and fuss) to pause full-awed by gracious God

Hello sweet June of lark and loon and dark extinguished before day

Hello, lost lane of daisy-chain and summer’s glad hip-hip-hooray

Where Hope deploys lupine-shaped joys and flower-fronds so fondly missed

Time’s color-wheel spills spas surreal, as winter-woes are crooned and kissed

Hello sweet June, of lofty tune whispered in green-leaf canopy

Composer of gardens we love and nature’s fairest poetry

Bud-acious Best; without request the faithfulness of seasons stuns

And fills our eyes with fresh surprise; both time and bud grants no reruns

Hello sweet June of yellow noonday opal set on sapphire sweep 

A belvedere of petal cheer and pools of cool shadow, knee-deep

Kind friend so true, we welcome you with working hands and worship’s heart

To have and hold red-purple-gold until July bids June depart

© Janet Martin