JUNE
Reading edition
April was in your making—youth of the year, Wild-blooded, beautiful! And May with flowers And showers agleam went into you, my dear. But you are June. Deep shadows, silver dew, Red roses, and the nightingale’s delight: White moonlight the essential soul of you. And sometimes as I watch you walk arrayed In beauty of that month, a foolish fear Comes, dear, into my heart: I am afraid That you being one with shadow-bars and roses, Birds and wild scents of June, with these will fly And I be left alone when Summer closes Her pageantry!