June Roads

Something lost in the rustic leaves Of an old September song I've found again in summer retrieves Of June daydreaming long Feelings I thought were lost and gone Full of hope in their breeze Are here again to carry me on In their sideways of believes Yesterday became young and new Catching the slight softly leaves That yellow brown withering blew Near into the oblivion eves Fresh again every pathway is Coming full of musing fantasies on Treetops in their peeks and whiz Summer days of pulchritudinous yon Summer is like a song that comes With full chorus lines rising And into every verdure space hums Full of tincturing surprising The love songs spring tides weaving Much hope to look forward to After a dimwitted night aggrieving Before June roads came through (A song from my ‘Beautiful Melodies’, a lead sheet shall follow shortly on the net)