Month of leaves,
Month of roses;
Gardens full
of dainty posies;
Skies of blue,
Hedgerows gay,
Meadows sweet
With the new-mown hay.
Flowery banks,
A-drone with bees,
Dreaming cattle
Under trees:
Song-birds pipe
A merry tune-
This is summer,
This June.
by Irene F. Pawsey
Your blog is 'b-adorable' (as my 3yo would say). And your signature looks great! I'm following :-)
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