God, I love June
I’ve been to 22 states in the past two months 
Heck, I just read that
Dandelions sit on the table in a glass jar leaned up against a wooden Winnie the Pooh toy 
In Vermont 
And Kentucky just begs for me to come home
I’ve been real tore up lately but living 
At the same time 
Ever since I was a tiny thing I would wait and wait
All year for June
And I still do 
It’s like the hug from mother nature every year 
It’s the inner core of her beauty 
A much needed gift of warmth and compassion