June
The month of June has just arrived.
How many Junes to be?
A month received as precious gift
And guarded jealously.
Each day of June a jewel in
The crown of the speeding year.
We mourn its passing in advance
As each June grows more dear.
Paused between spring and summer
As Heaven’s sweet preview
The number of Junes allotted
In the longest life too few.
Joyce Johnson lives in the beautiful Skagit Valley of Washington State. She owns a small farm and rents her land to a bulb grower. She is surrounded by beauty in the spring from the tulips and daffodils that inspire much of her poetry. Joyce will celebrate her 95th birthday in July of 2013.
Its my birthday tomorrow, if that wasnt enough to enjoy June! The rythmn is delightful. Im sure you have thought of a calendar! Thanks for the share with the beautiful imagery. Ralph.
ReplyDeleteHeavens sweet preview... that was a very lovely comparison... It was a pleasure to read this for you... did enjoy.... lovel spring and fall the best. God bless
ReplyDeleteDear Joyce -
ReplyDeleteYour poetry is remarkable in its perfect rhyme and meter. I wish I could be taught, but it's a gift.
It's a gift you have. Here's to more Junes. I've set your goal to a brief 100 years and from thereon who knows?
love,
Kathy
Dear Joyce, indeed each June that passes becomes even more precious as we approach eternal life. I have tears in my eyes as I need to remember to make the most of every day, week and month. God bless you, my friend. This is a stunning example of why you are one of my favorite writers. Love you, Carolyn
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jack Horne, for the following comment--
ReplyDeletebeautiful and so true