My Lovely June

O come sweet June, my lovely June The month when first the roses bloom - A wondrous, colourful display By sunlight kissed throughout the day, So chasing all my cares away. And fixed above, the starry bull, Glittering there, so beautiful, Adorning thus the northern skies Whene'er the glowing daylight dies - ‘Tis like a glimpse of Paradise. Then climbing high in heav'ns expanse The sun ascends, to so enhance The splendour that is all around. O June, fair June, wherein abound The seasons gifts, which full surround, With flower petals soft unfurled And vines around the trellis curled. The grass is sweet and richly green With shining luminescent sheen - Your face, my June, a beauteous scene. Carnations flourish through the years Bursting forth from Mary's tears, And Honeysuckle-scented air, No other fragrance does compare - I seek to ever tarry there. O June, dear June, for you I wait - My longing ever shall abate When you recur with all your grace To lift my heart and light my face, And thus my soul to full embrace. Such pure delight, all heaven sent, O June, my June, you bring content. ‘Tis you for whom I ever yearn, Awaiting thus your prized return - O June, my lovely June sojourn.