June Love-song

This poem was inspired by a text I received from Jim (hubby)

this morning at 6:15 😍

Well, what better way to start the day

than a hymn extoling June and its Creator?!!

A lupine-appliqued blanket gloriously unfurled...

On gentle raindrop waltzes,...

(we are rain-jewel thirsty in southern Ontario!

This morning a few gems fell)

Your flower-pot-prettied porches,

(The blue pot from my sister for my birthday)💖

I love your bachelor-buttoned blue...

your peony-pink, oh...

I love to be breath-taken by fields, white with daisy-snow...

I love the way you wind your brooks through nooks and crooks of earth...

How each new day you toss a lure of pure June-happiness

To life’s care-laden thoroughfare, where awed wonder gives birth

To picnic-humble platitudes of joy and thankfulness...

…and frisky foals,

(below photo May, before the smoke haze was quite as dense as it is now)

This poem is a collection of delights from the first week of June

(except for 'the blue-sky afternoon!)

This year June-blue skies have been obliterated by smoky haze

due to many forest fires!

Our thoughts and prayers are with those directly affected

and esp. the many who are battling the blaze!

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I love you, June. Ah, you must be the jewel in time’s crown

A lupine-appliqued blanket gloriously unfurled

A green pasture and still water tableau, hayfields, fresh mown

Each garden, like a bit of Eden in a broken world

I love you, June. Your early daybreak, and dusk’s lingering sigh

Your purple wild-phlox rivers pooled where highways run between

Your flower-pot-prettied porches, fledglings, learning to fly

I love your backdrop rich with every nameless shade of green

I love your bachelor-buttoned blue, your peony-pink, oh

And how each tree-top plays a perfect, leaf-lush hymn of praise

I love to be breath-taken by fields, white with daisy-snow

(Thank God, nature is oblivious to mankind’s godless/thoughtless ways)

I love the way you wind your brooks through nooks and crooks of earth

How each new day you toss a lure of pure June-happiness

To life’s care-laden thoroughfare, where awed wonder gives birth

To picnic-humble platitudes of joy and thankfulness

Thank-you God, for Your faithfulness where our faithfulness fails

Thank-you God, for your mercies and your Word to keep hope strong

Thank-you God, for the season that lavishes and regales

Long-barren breadth; your handiwork bursts into bloom and song

I love you June, the way you cheer a world with much amiss

You gild the lily-chalice with dew-diamonds, wonder sups

On gentle raindrop waltzes, on sweet, red strawberry kiss

On meadows, flaunting fleabane stars and yellow buttercups

…and frisky foals, and flocks of sheep; hollyhock sentinels

Wisteria-woven awning beneath blue-sky afternoon

And ageless Anne-of-Green-gable-like thrills where laughter swells

As a world full of kindred spirits sing, 'I love you, June'

...no one can copyright the beauty God alone bestows

Ah, June is like a showcase where masterpieces abound

To frameless canopies, where the Artist's brushstrokes compose

Roses and hummingbirds, sweet summer breaking holy ground 

© Janet Martin

Psalm 111:2

Great are the works of the LORD;

they are pondered by all who delight in them.

Do things ever give you a thrill?!!

Anne of Green Gables