In These Sweet June Days

Love and June
Percy Ainsworth
1910

There lives a glory in these sweet June days
Such as I found not in the years gone by,
A kindlier meaning in the unclouded sky,
A tenderer whisper in the woodland ways;
And I have understanding of the lays,
The birds are singing, forasmuch as I
Have learned how love avails to satisfy
A man’s whole heart, and fills his lips with praise.
The morning air is laden with the scent
Of roses; and within my garden grows
A rosebud that shall some day be a rose,
Whose bloom and perfume never shall be spent—
The flower of love: and he who hath it knows
The endless summer of complete content.