Nothing so rare as a day in June,
the air so fine and the blossoms all blue.
The weather just perfect, the skies never gray
The bugs always buzzing and the trees seem to sway
The sun beats so warmly on the tenderness of my skin,
and the birds...they fly far away in the wind,
June is the month that carries a tune,
its beautiful melody floats like a balloon.
The Beauty Of June
This poem is wonderful. I have an assignment to find someone else's poem on the internet and read it to the class, so I think I'll use yours!
Nothing So Rare As A Day In June
Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009 with permission of the Author.
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