June And You

I love the month of joyful June

     The best of all the year;

‘Tis then upon fair Nature’s cheek

     The roses red appear.

The blush of love adorns her cheek,

     My heart beats in attune;

And so, at this time every year

     My heart goes out to June.

With you, sweetheart, ‘tis not the same,

     You are forever June;

Upon your cheek all thro’ the year

     The tint of rose is strewn

Your smile suggests the summer time,

     Your eyes the skies of blue;

And so I feel the joy of June

     Whene’er I look at you.

May 23, 1901