welcome to June. June!
The time between May’s entrance
and July’s parade.
Tonight the wind blows
shaking the trees and the clouds
brushing off the stars.
the wind blows past me
I pray for all the squares there
clinging to my wall.
A cat at my door
meows “are you in there, lady?
on the other side?”
Today, Jubilee:
ascension to Her own throne
serving sixty years.
