The last zephyrs of June
Blow across my face
And stir the tender grass
Farewell, June bugs and birds
No more to see
Welcome little doves of July
Goodbye to June's fairest of roses
They are fast withering
Their petals are now dead
The last sunshine of June
Felt warm against my arms
The sand so cool against my bare feet
So long, June until next year
Adieu, little happy laughing creeks
You may never giggle again
Just as you did in the merry month of June
Welcome, July for a time
Until we say goodbye to thee as well
As we did to the merry month of June
'Tis the last day of June
And my tears are falling like the rain
Sometimes it is hard to let go
Sometimes it is hard to say goodbye
Goodbye, June
Don't stay away too long

*~Marian~

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