Let me paint June's picture - first I take some gold,
Fill the picture full of sun, all that it can hold;
Save some for the butterflies, darting all around,
And some more for buttercups here upon the ground;
Take a lot of baby-blue – this - to make the sky,
With a lot of downy white - soft clouds floating by;
Cover all the ground with green, hang it from the trees,
Sprinkle it with shiny white, neatly as you please;
So - a million daisies spring up everywhere,
Surely you can see now what is in the air!
Here's a thread of silver - that's a little brook
To hide in dainty places where only children look.
Next, comes something – guess - it grows
Among green hedges - it's the rose!
Brown for a bird to sing a song,
Brown for a road to walk along.
Then add some happy children to the fields and flowers and skies,
And so you have June's picture here before your eyes.
Written by Annette Wynne