It was jazzy June and green butterflies, filled the air with magic.
Then butterscotch days were long, until the purple sunset panic.
Sunny June, when music festivals, were staged in shady parks;
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Jasmines in June are oft in song's tune, consuming the sweet seasonal prunes. Very fantastically created poem, dear Evelyn, your love for words are magnificently presented.5 Stars full Always a delight, your Song in the light
You made me think about summer with this poem. It was true joy Bravo!
It is ‘Jazzy June' versus ‘butterscotch days'. Marvellous… it is a poem' je ne sais quoi'… loved the wonderful metaphors, the imagery that augment poetic standards. Exquisite, Evelyn. Encore……