Lost June
The beauty I tell of them
Enjoying the smell of them,
Gathering armloads of roses
In the sweet month of June.
So late in December
It’s hard to remember
The love and the joy in
A June afternoon.
When vows we spoke then,
In June way back when,
The long way before us
Was rose petal strewn
We promised forever
And thought we would never
Grow older, forgetting
The words to our tune.
In my all alone now
I’m wondering just how
Our forever became an
All over so soon.
If I could go back to
The days I first loved you,
I’d cherish and treasure,
And croon our love tune.
But though I am yearning,
There is no returning.
There’s no way December
Brings roses and June.
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