Wednesday, June 16, 2010

june.


Ah June! The month of birth where flowers bloom
Rains wash and bath its earthly skin
The air so thick and pleasing to consume
To breathe... and sigh this joy within.
Ah June! The sun is ripe with sweetest rays
And moistens flesh that glistens and does glow
Warmth that warms the heart and soul to praise
Summer's the stage and you... the show.
Ah June! Why do you come and leave so soon?
I'll miss the tunes you play me now
I'll miss the star's June Dance before the moon
Giver of smiles, I give mine back, to you and bow.

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