Dear June (A Love Poem/ Song)

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you.

Song of Solomon 4:7

I LOVE every season but I confess

I love winter mostly because of how it sweetens the dream-to-reality of June💖

My new middle-age passion is camp-fire cooking

inspired in large part by these enchanting videos on Country Life Vlog

Wow! We are already over one third through June's joy-opportunities!

June rambles through primed rosebuds with a raindrop song and dance

It ambles along laneways lighting purple wild-phlox lamps...

Green halos garnish arbors...

 and blue heavens crown each hill...

And from a vault of meadowland wildflower-jewels spill...

June dots the countryside with cattle herds...

... and flocks of sheep

June rambles through primed rosebuds with a raindrop song and dance

It ambles along laneways lighting purple wild-phlox lamps

Green halos garnish arbors and blue heavens crown each hill

And from a vault of meadowland wildflower-jewels spill

June rushes like a river made of beauty to behold

Of mesmerizing backdrops as dusk lingers, pink and gold

Of brooks luring bare feet, of dreamers drawn to dredge the deeps

Of darling nooks in curves and crooks of panoramic sweeps

Of temptation to trespass in a field of buttercups

Of peering into posy-bistros while bumble-bee sups

Of loitering in the fine company of flowers, oh

And forgetting just what it was that once we wished for so

June shimmers like a lily full of dew and morning sun

Gazillion diamond-glitters frilling fronds daintily spun

The willow is a minstrel and the chestnut tree a queen

At dusk translucent tinsel shines where dandel’ns had been

June rolls its verdant avenues out to banks, ethereal

The orchard sheds blush tutus for ranks more imperial

Cumulus masterpieces exhibit a grand buffet

Where beauty needs no thesis to prove perfect disarray

Where branches burgeon with gilt notes of noon-day lullabies

Where nature’s inkless lyrics lilt and float in leafy sighs

Where you are altogether beautiful in every way

Dear June, I thank thy Maker for thy loveliness today

June ushers in the season kissed by winter’s darling dreams

Where joy and happiness exist in sync, where gladness streams

Where everywhere one looks, one feels unworthy of it all

Pretty petal percussion peals from belfries one stem tall

June dots the countryside with cattle herds and flocks of sheep

The bard in all of us is stirred by what no one can keep

The die of destiny is cast; past woos new memories

Where June always fades far too fast; daisies bob in the breeze

© Janet Martin

June rolls its verdant avenues out to banks, ethereal

The orchard sheds blush tutus for ranks more imperial

Cumulus masterpieces exhibit a grand buffet

Where beauty needs no thesis to prove perfect disarray

Pretty petal percussion peals from belfries one stem tall...

June rushes like a river made of beauty to behold

Of mesmerizing backdrops as dusk lingers, pink and gold