June is when my moon
beams arrive
And I’m glad to say
that three of them are mine
These three moonbeams
are the apples of my eye
And make my life full
of pleasure which I find
So the first beam will
light up in a few days from now
And the second beam will
shine later and glow
The third will light
up five days after and how
Making my countenance
joyful and aglow
There were more of
those moon beams here
That were not mine
and did not really care
Thank God for the three that are here
and my prayers for
those who did not care
but June is when my moon
beams arrive
and I’m glad to say
three of them are mine
These moonbeams are
the apples of my eye
and treasured forever
in my heart and this rhyme
Well June is here
once again and I am therefore revising a poem that I wrote in 2014 to all the
women in my life; my sweet June babies.... Happy Birthday to them all....
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