It's the final Saturday of this most darling of months; June
June’s pink peony pom-poms melt in russet afterglow...
June’s strawberry and cream delights, delight...
...then disappear 😋
And leave satisfied appetites grinning from ear to ear...
June’s pink peony pom-poms melt in russet afterglow
The meadow is a showcase of green-sheen and daisy-snow
The deluxe maple-parasol unfurls cool pools of shade
Enticing us to linger in its umbrous serenade
June’s hints of harvest ripple ‘neath an invisible bow
If we have eyes to see we are seated in the front row
For prime shows from a Maestro conducting a symphony
Where fields are full of music and gardens with poetry
June’s first-rate backyard getaways leave little to desire
The rise and fall of laughter and chatter round a camp-fire
The sweet mini-vacation beneath luscious, leafy limbs
The fading out of feathered flutes as drawn-out twilight dims
June bends the breeze with banter we all feel a small part of
It tips yon blue decanter and pours out a song of love
Romancing us with roses and enchanting us with show’rs
And sweeping us off bare feet with a grand fleet of wild flow’rs
June’s yearly visit is always too short and sweet, it seems
How dearly we anticipate this darling of our dreams
How butter-smooth and utter, the undoing of Her days
While hearts are heaped with happiness and lips are steeped with praise
June’s strawberry and cream delights, delight then disappear
And leave satisfied appetites grinning from ear to ear
While jolly shocks of hollyhocks are reaching for the sky
Arranged where June estranged gives way to heartthrobs of July
© Janet Martin
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