June
June is the month of dreams, I
think;
Gardeners watch their roses, pink.
Birds leave the nest and try their
wings
And songbirds learn just how to
sing.
Brides have planned for the perfect
day
When to their love their vows will
say.
June is a month of graduations;
Proud parents give congratulations.
The birth of baby girls and boys
Makes us look at tiny toys.
First communions are realized;
Decisions taken to change lives.
Recitals seem to be everywhere;
Dancing and music is in the air.
June is the month to sing your
joy -
the month of dreams for you to
enjoy.
Joan Adams Burchell
(copyright)
