It is almost June,
The sun visits us more frequently now,
Is more generous with its smile,
And its soft kisses.
We chase its rays as if it will soon be gone,
But our hopeful anticipation is for three months of glory.
It is almost June,
Just a few days and we’ll be there,
It has almost been June before,
It will almost be June again,
It is always almost June,
We are always patiently waiting,
For shining things,
For gifts from the heavens.
