It's beautiful the Summer month of June When all God's own wild flowers are in bloom And shines brightly most part of the day And butterflies o'er lush meadows play.
Light hearted skylark songster of the wing High o'er the quiet and lonely moorland sing Above her nest cloaked by the tangled heath Her charming song so exquisitely sweet.
So mellow the gentle breath of June day breeze The birds rejoicing on the leafy trees And dappled trout in pool bed of the stream Bask in the sun their spotted skins agleam.
God gave us June and all her lovely flowers Bright sunny days and pleasant evening hours Shady green glens and serene sunlit dell And leafy bowers adorned with blue bells.
But god June's maker has the final say and what he give he also take away.
And God's own larks will trumpet in the sky To celebrate the birthday of July. ~Francis Duggan
These are a few scenes from my garden in June, Thank you for stopping by I'll see you soon.