My Favourite Month

June is full of bloom; A month I love

So much; makes me think of straw-

berries and cream and days lounging

In the sun, making it sound fun.

Walking along the beach, barefoot,

With the sand tickling my toes; 

Letting me forget all my woes.

Eating ice cream and living in a dream,

Far from reality; no time for fatality.

Long summer nights, not bringing any

Frights.