Just Poems from June

Poem: "Past, Present, Future"

2012-01-19T14:27:00.000-08:00

"Past, Present, Future"

(Posted on Face Book today)

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Poem: Butterfly (posted on FB AND Junie's Place)

2012-01-15T13:26:00.000-08:00

June Kellum
(posted on Face Book)

‎ a poem for you

(click to enlarge)

Junie

Poem_ "Tears"

2012-01-12T08:59:00.000-08:00

June Kellum
(posted on FB)

‎~Poem~

Tears

Tears to scald my eyes
keep coming, uninvited!
Pain to sear my heart-
invading, unexpected!

Words to wound my soul
keep flowing, flowing ever
from the one I’ve loved for always,
faithfully!

Hurt, so deep and dark
mistrust forever growing,
doubt forever showing
love-our love- escaping.

My Love! “Is our love leaving…
as lost as sleep we’re missing,
lying close - not touching-
but tossing sleeplessly?”

June Kellum
March 3, 2003

- June Kellum
  Life is a mix of Happy and SAD moments and we experience all of it if we live long enough! Strangely, tho, the sad times often come early in life and things 'even-out ' as we get older!
  :)
  ...THAT'S a cheery thought - yes?? :)

Poem: "We Are All Adrift"

2011-08-14T13:55:00.000-07:00

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(click on pic to enlarge)

Junie

~Poems of Love and Valentines~

2011-02-14T09:52:00.000-08:00

~Poems of Love and Valentines~

Junie Rose

Poem: About Love

2011-02-12T11:22:00.000-08:00

About Love

I once was a child, so long ago,

and made the mistakes of youth…

though I searched and longed for perfect love,

was slow recognizing the truth…

that love is an illusion.

It can't always be perfect and pure…

can never be all you dreamed of…

has no guarantee to endure.

In love, you may see many faces.

It’s true it sometimes can be grand

and may last throughout your lifetime;

so, capture it- if you can!

Don’t ever take love for granted,

for love is a living thing…

living and growing - or dying,

whichever the fates may bring.

June Kellum

Oct. 1973

Revised-Aug 2003

Poem: Just Words

2010-09-21T19:38:00.000-07:00

Just Words

Loving and Losing
Changes, beginnings
Sighing and crying,
Leaving and endings

Deceptions, forgiveness,
Lying, betraying,
Trusting, Not trusting
Not sleeping, still praying

Tossing and turning
Hoping, despairing
Confusions...Not knowing
Illusions... still caring

Wondering and trying,
Wanting and waiting
Sparring, and scarring,
With constant berating

June Kellum
Sept, 2010

2010-09-12T05:26:00.000-07:00

The End Of A Day

The end of a day~
the end of our time~
the slipping away~
the leaving behind...

The loose ends untied,
all tattered and frayed;
uncertainty builds,
as trust is betrayed.

Holding on tight,
but floundering, still;
not wanting to know
the sorrow I feel.

The end of our time
at the end of this day~
the leaving behind~
the slipping away...

June Kellum

9~11~2010

Poem: Fantasy and Reality

2010-08-27T12:52:00.000-07:00

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Fantasy and Reality

Where fantasy ends - reality begins.
Let me find that place and start anew.
When make believe dies and all hope ends,
let me accept the loss and make it through.

Life’s journeys will take us far and wide.
Uncharted roads can render blind...
and we are enticed down paths,
unknown...
regardless of what we leave behind.

With passing time this fantasy
reveals it’s face as false and trite,
lacking substance and lacking truth;
blurring lines of wrong and right.

Let me find a shred of the real me, still,
enough to build and restore again;
to recapture me as I was before.
Let me come full circle - in the end.

June Kellum
Aug 27, 2010

Poem: Past, Present, Future

2010-08-11T18:22:00.000-07:00

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(click on poem to enlarge)

Ruby Tuesday~ 6-29-'10 ~Oh! ~ Red, Red Rose

2010-06-29T20:10:00.000-07:00

Time to share our Ruby Red posts!

Visit *Mary /Teach* to find more!

A Red Red Rose

a poem by Robert Burns

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Junie

Poem: Today I Feel So Restless (a Re-post-again!)

2010-05-06T06:50:00.000-07:00

~Re-post from 2006~

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Poem: Today I Feel So Restless & To blog or Not to blog

To blog or Not to blog....

...that is the question!

And the answer probably should be NO for today, since I'm in such a down mood. I feel like I am just floundering with no direction !

One reason is I had a restless night- bad dreams!
... And , someone , please tell me dreams do not mean anything!!! If they do I'm in Big trouble!

Looking out my window I see lots of things to make me feel happy! It's a perfect spring day- the kind that usually brings a smile to my face! Maybe the day can eventually work it's magic on me! I hope so!

I am listening to Jackson Browne today and although I love his music he tends to write sad lyrics so maybe it's not my best choice for today!

Could be worse though, I could be playing Leonard Cohen :)

( a feeble attempt at a joke- so things are looking up!! :) )

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...a sad poem to fit my mood...

Today I Feel So Restless

Today I feel so restless, with nothing calling me.
Nothing grabs my interest, or guides me to explore.
There’s naught I want to do - no folks I want to see.
So I’ll pull my shades and stay behind my door!

There are stacks of books I’ve hoarded, for days just like today,
and music I’ve been meaning to give a listen to.
There are phone calls I should make, and bills that I could pay!
But my life’s on Hold, because I’m missing you!

It’s, so, like a paralysis, this inability.
I find it all so taxing… to move myself along.
The simple chores of living are not what they should be,
becoming worse each day that you are gone.

I’ll make it through this day. I know I will, somehow.
Tomorrow - I might be with you again.
Just seeing you once more, will change my WOE to smiles.
Until that time this loneliness will win!

June Kellum

Labels: poem, poems

Poem: Love Can Be

2010-04-24T06:06:00.000-07:00

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Love Can Be

Love can be heavy, like a stone…
to drag you down…to make you weep.
Sometimes you trip, sometimes you fall,
if love’s too dense or piled too steep.

Love can be tiresome along the way.
Sometimes you wish you were alone…
free of all those barricades,
along this road you both are on.

Love can be clinging - like a vine-
securely tangle… tightly hold!
Sometimes you feel you cannot breathe-
as so snugly, love enfolds.

Love can be arrogant - so unkind-
filled with jealousy and spite.
You’re baffled by the changing scene…
and sometimes have the urge for flight.

Still… often love is soft and sweet,
as if the trials were just a test.
And, sometimes love can be so grand,
it tends to cancel out the rest!

June Kellum
2005

Poem: The Ones We Love

2010-03-13T20:38:00.000-08:00

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The Ones We Love

The years have gone so quickly!
Unseeing - unaware-
we stood in our own ignorance,
blind to what was there.

Basking in the moment,
of love - security!
Not noticing the changes,
we now, so plainly see.

We thought because we loved them,
(and always let them know)
that fact would help in smoothing
the ways they chose to go.

They’re flung into life’s fickleness,
not tethered anymore.
Each day we see they’ve drifted
much farther than before.

We fight this helpless feeling...
( no longer can deny…)
that we can’t help them anymore,
no matter how we try.

June Kellum
August 6, 2006

Poem~ Just Words

2010-02-21T14:24:00.000-08:00

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Just Words

Here we are, my one true love,
together-you and me.
Against all odds,
we’ve braved the storms-
faced all adversity.

We’ve climbed the hills
and boulders - moved-
together; found our way.
We’ve fought the fights
...our choices made...
to bring us to this day.

As in a dream, we’ve traveled far,
the paths not always clear.
Only love- the one sure thing-
could lead us both to ’here!’

And in this place and on this day
is where I want to be.
All we have, I will embrace...
this love surrounding me.

June Kellum
Feb 21, 2010

2009-11-12T10:13:00.000-08:00

Limericks for Thanksgiving

Limericks for Thanksgiving

The turkey is stuffed and is browning!

The pies with whipped cream get their crowning!

The potatoes are whipped

with parsley fresh snipped!

Not one of our faces are frowning!

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The cranberry sauce we did open,

this long held tradition-unbroken.

Our plates we hold ready!

The aroma is heady!

Our thanks for this meal have been spoken!

June Kellum

Nov. 2007

Brenda's Photo Challenge! Poem: Halloween Witch

2009-10-30T08:41:00.000-07:00

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Halloween Witch

She rides through the night
by the light of the moon,
the Halloween Witch,
on her magical broom!

And always beside her
the black cat will stay,
to help with the mischief
and tricks she will play.

They're partners in mischief
who fly through the night,
causing much trouble
and causing much fright!

If you're out on this night,
I warn you, "Beware!"
They're sure to be waiting
to give you a scare!

Watch out for those two!
They are sure to be seen,
out, making their mischief
on this Halloween!

June Kellum
(written in 60s for my kids)

Poem: We Won't Have This Day Again

2009-10-28T10:01:00.000-07:00

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We Won’t Have This Day Again

The summer days are swiftly passing.
Another fall will soon be here.
Winter enters, with a flurry,
and soon is gone - another year!

As we age, the years seem shorter.
In a flash, the days go by.
We come to know our limitations -
if not all the reasons why!

We pick and choose our undertakings…
the things we do from day to day.
We try to fill the empty spaces,
of what we’ve missed along the way.

We know, fully, time is fleeting,
with no way to reign it in!
We take each day and what it offers!
We won’t have this day again!

June Kellum
2005

Watery Wednesday ~ 10~27-'09 (and a poem)

2009-10-27T10:01:00.000-07:00

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Go to link below to find other WW posts!

http://waterywednesday.blogspot.com/

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It's Watery Wednesday time again and for this time I'm doing a re-run of one of my earliest posts on my first blog!

http://juniesplace.blogspot.com/

Poem: Reflections

...This little poem - though, not correct in form- says a lot about the changes in our lives...

Reflections

These days I seldom witness
children lying in the grass,
gazing skyward, making figures of the clouds.

This is of the past!

Flowers of the meadow,
mostly, go un-noticed and un-picked.
Lost now, to the masses!
Replaced by games - hand-held-
of flickering figures, fighting, flickering figures!

What a trick!

Is summer still enticing,
with sprinklers slinging water in luscious swirls?
With children dressed in summer garb
to frolic, roll and tumble;

Was this another world?

Do families still take meals together,
with all TV screens and games shut down, momentarily?
Is there sharing of the happenings of the day, of one and all?
Sadly, I would have to say,

” No, not ordinarily!”

June Kellum
June 12, 2005

I remember spending lots of time, looking at the clouds and picking wildflowers, when I was a child!

The photo is of my own kids-Tammy, Tina and Chris- in mid 1960s-in Miami, Florida

Labels: clouds, family, Flowers, poem, summer

Junie

Pondering...( a re-post from Junie's Place)

2009-10-02T10:11:00.000-07:00

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Pondering

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This is nothing to do with Christmas...nothing to do with anything at all- just some random thoughts I've had recently.

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Isn’t life strange?

It escapes me completely, sometimes...
Still, at times I think I have a handle on things...JUST SOMETIMES... not often enough to make a difference, really!

The people who enter into my life are a mystery ...a puzzle never to be completed. Some of the essential pieces are missing... chewed up and swallowed by the hounds of times passed!

A safe, cool, calm place is where I, so, long  to be!

Yet, here am I, caught up in working puzzles with missing pieces!

Junie Rose
Nov 2007

Poem: Alone, In The Garden

2009-09-12T20:16:00.000-07:00

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Alone, in the Garden

Alone, in the garden, she‘s sitting,
surrounded by roses and fern…
and ivy that twines ever upward,
as if for the sky it does yearn.

She sits there with just her own memories,
randomly keeping her company…
of days long passed - of loved ones she’s lost…
of things that are never to be.

She relives those days as they’re passing…
as if on a screen for her eyes…
the good times she’s known, as well as the bad.
No controlling, so she doesn’t try.

As she sits there alone with her musings,
so often the questions are there...of ...
“What if I’d taken a different road?
Would fate still have guided me here?”

As the ivy keeps growing and seeking,
so, her thoughts are doing the same.
Her memories entwined as the ivy,
in reviewing her life story’s game.

The thing about life, there’s no game plan.
We are winging it – all of the way.
We’re tossed, to and fro, by warm winds or ill;
it’s thus from our very first day.

In the end we are all left to ponder
- in our garden of old memories-
to try and untangle and sort it all out
...life’s infinite mysteries!

June Kellum
2005

Poem: Time

2009-06-01T12:00:00.000-07:00

( click to enlarge )

Poem: Winter Sky

2009-05-16T09:30:00.000-07:00

~~ A poem of the night sky~~

I remember my feelings of the night this poem came to me!

I had just had a wonderful conversation with a friend ~
of all the wonders of the sky and the universe and of our Creator!

The star-studded sky, as I gazed upward,

just about took my breath away!

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( click on poem to enlarge )

Love,
Junie

Poem: Replaced

2009-02-25T10:54:00.000-08:00

Replaced

Replaced…the sunshine with the gloom.
Replaced…the brightness with the rain.

Replaced…the laughter with my tears.
Replaced…the pleasure with the pain.

Replaced…the trust
and all the dreams and plans…

with nothing more than
sandcastles in the sand.

June Kellum
2003

Watching Mr. Squirrel (Nature Poem)

2008-09-05T14:38:00.000-07:00

( This is a little fun poem I wrote a few years ago. I have posted it before but I got some cute Pics recently of Mr.Squirrel, so here it is again! )

Watching Mr. Squirrel

At the first hint of chill of Autumn days
the pace accelerates, and he scurries, to and fro.
Gathering seeds and nuts to hide in secret places,
that only he, alone, can know…
long before the winter snow!
He must know of the old adage,
(Of not putting all your eggs in one basket)
as he follows this rule with his winter store of treats!
He digs holes among the roots of trees,
and more among the hedges, and behind the garden gate!
This ritual, he does repeat!
So...when the snows of winter come,
so snug, I know, he’ll be;
in his nest- high in the tree!
He'll venture out just long enough ,
retrieving treats he’s storing now
from hiding places,
unknown by all…
except for him-
and –ME!

June Kellum
Oct. 2003

Junie

The Words Said ~ ( a repeat )

2008-07-02T17:16:00.000-07:00

The Words Said

The words said…sometimes so harsh and cruel.

They leave scars that never fully heal.

They crust over with a covering, superficial,

that only serves, from others, to conceal.

Still, the wound is there below the surface,

and subject to eruptions, evermore.

The careless deeds and hurtful words once spoken,

prevent the healing of this hidden sore.

Words flung out in anger are like daggers.

They pierce the soul and penetrate the heart.

Deflating any feelings of wellbeing.

Leaving loneliness that never will depart.

Still, we search for simple understanding…

make excuses - try to rationalize.

And every time the scab, again, is broken

it manages to take us by surprise.

June Kellum

Sept 2005

Poem: Anything Will Do

2008-06-06T14:29:00.000-07:00

... a new posting of an old poem.

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Anything Will Do

Come talk to me, my love,

about the oceans blue-

the fishes swimming in them-

and the dolphins, too!

Or politics - the price of gas-

or places we could go!

We’ll talk of summer’s stifling heat,

and how you long for snow!

We’ll talk birds or butterflies!

Chicken vs. beef!

Pizza - thick or thin crust?

How many hours we sleep!

We’ll talk of songs we cherish!

The bands we love to hear!

The current book we’re reading.

The people we hold dear.

We can talk of favorite sports…

the ones we like the most!

Or even supernatural stuff!

(“Hey, do you believe in ghosts?”)

We can talk of silly things-

trivial or absurd!

Or, events that are earth shattering…

the worst we’ve ever heard!

We’ll share things that have passed us,

or what’s happening today!

Because there’s trust between us,

there’s nothing we can’t say.

Come talk to me, my love.

We’ll talk Artichokes, or Corn!

Or the stars above us, twinkling.

Or how the universe was born.

June Kellum - 2005

Poem: My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose ( Robert Burns )

2008-05-08T18:18:00.000-07:00

My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose

by Robert Burns

My love is like a red red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

My love is like the melodie

That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

So fair (are you) art thou, my (beautiful darling, sweetheart) bonnie lass,

So deep in love am I;

And I will love (you) thee still, my dear,

Till a’ the seas (gone) gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:

And I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o’ life shall run.

And (farewell to you) fare thee weel, my only love

And fare thee weel, a while!

And I will come again, my love,

Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

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I took this rose bud picture today and just had to use it with this poem!

Oh!! I love my camera and I love my iphoto program!!

And I LOVE my roses!! ;)

Junie Rose

Poem: Trees

2008-05-07T11:39:00.000-07:00

This is a poem I have always liked a lot ...

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By
Joyce Kilmer~ 1886–1918

Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the sweet earth's flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

~~~I LOVE it!~~~

Junie

Poems: 'Me' & 'Fantasy'

2008-04-19T16:28:00.000-07:00

Some new poems!

Enjoy!

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Me!

The heart of a poet.
The ways of a child.
The will of the weary,
who’s reached her last mile.

The soul of the lonely,
yet, still in the game;
just wanting fulfillment...
not fortune or fame.

A woman who loves
and who’s willing to give;
who’s seeking contentment...
a good life to live.

The heart of a poet
The ways of a child.
The will of the weary,
still walking the mile

Me!

June Kellum
April, 2008

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Fantasy

I put my feelings on the line.
I put my heart out, in plain view.
I lavished love, so willingly...
the only way I knew.

Defenses left along the way.
In shattered heaps they’re lying, still.
And what was me - my heart - my soul -
was there for you to fill.

I put my all, there on the line.
My past I left, without a care.
Mountains crossed and bridges burned...
all on a hope and prayer.

That hope and prayer are flimsy now.
The love I nurtured, cannot be.
The dream was mine and mine alone...
but just a fantasy.

June Kellum
April, 2008

Daffodils

2008-03-01T18:09:00.000-08:00

( a favorite poem of mine ~ ENJOY! )

"Daffodils" (1804)

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such a jocund company:

I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

Love,

Junie

Poems for Valentine's Day

2008-01-21T18:40:00.001-08:00

Poems
About Love and Valentines

( some old, some new ~ some happy, some bittersweet )

Come And Be My Valentine

Oh! Come and be My Valentine
and give your love to me.
Those words I’ve waited, long, to say
are wanting to be free!

Let’s put away our doubts and fears
and trust our hearts to know,
the way our lives were meant to be;
and how our love should grow.

Come hear the song that’s in my heart
that’s playing just for you.
No sweeter music could you know,
nor words, so pure and true.

Come with me, and be my love,
with all my life to share-
packed with hugs, and kisses -sweet-
this love, beyond compare!

Oh! Come and be My Valentine
and give your heart to me!
Together, we’ll declare our love,
for all the world to see.

June Kellum ~ 2008

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WORDS

The time I spend with you, my love,
means more to me than I can say.
The little things you say and do,
bring sunshine to my darkest day!

When you’re near me, everything,
is dusted with your golden glow.
I’m trying hard to find the words-
those magic words - to let you know.

Words, I find, don’t say enough…
can’t express what’s here - inside!
So I falter and I fail…
no mind, how often I have tried.

A simple ‘I love you,’ it seems,
should be enough to satisfy.
But for you, there’s so much more-
more than those three words imply!

I’ll just have to tell you this,
you’re all the world to me - and more!
You’re everything my heart does crave.
You’re all that I’ve been longing for.

June Kellum ~ 2005

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( Click above poem/pic to enlarge )

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Come With Me, My Love

Come with me, my love
along the sandy shore.
We’ll watch the perfect sunset,
like none we’ve known before.
We’ll savor every moment,
enclosed in our embrace,
and watch the fading sun rays
until there is no trace!
We’ll walk the sun-warmed beaches,
until the evening’s chill
begins to turn us homeward…
with promises to fill.

June Kellum
July, 2005

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If Only I Could

All this I would give you
if only I could.

Warm sunshine to soothe you.
A walk in the wood.

Bird song to enchant you.
Soft breezes to caress.

Blue skies to calm you-
to relieve all your stress!

Good friends to surround you-
just those, tried and true.

...And a love for a lifetime
I'd offer to you...

Sweet music to uplift you,
as only it would.

All this I would give you
if only I could.

June Kellum

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I’ll Be The Moth

I’ll be the moth,
if you’re the flame.
I’ll seek the warmth
you offer me.
You’ll be my guiding light,
on shore,
if I’m the ship that’s
lost at sea.
I’ll be the flowers-
you, the rain.
What would have withered
now will grow.
You’ll be the song
that’s in my heart.
I’ll find a way
to let you know.

June Kellum
2005

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...and - sometimes...

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(click on picture to enlarge)

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June Kellum

2008-01-15T15:55:00.000-08:00

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~A poem I wrote - 2006 ~~~ another re-run~

My Love

These years we’ve been together,
down this road of life…

through calm or stormy weather…
through the pain and strife…

through the happiest of seasons that, so,
out weigh the rest…

sharing what we’ve treasured…
time has been our test!

Both learning, as time passes,
the craft of compromise…

how, overtime, things change a bit,
may take us by surprise.

Sometimes change feels threatening,
seems like the winter’s wind

that howls in it’s persistence,
impatient to come in.

Changes are just ripples,
can’t touch us - you must know-

or break the bond created,
all those years ago.

June Kellum
2006

Poems posted...

2008-01-05T11:39:00.001-08:00

Poems: My rainy day poems...

2008-01-05T11:31:00.000-08:00

The Rain

The rain came down today,

littering blossoms on the ground.

Leaving all in disarray.

Spring’s glory scattered!

…As my love’s been beaten down,

with consistent disregard

- impersonal as the rain-

as if it never mattered.

June Kellum

2004

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The Sky Today

The sky, today,

is dark with clouds.

The sun is hidden well.

And though

I have the heat turned up,

the chill

I can’t dispel!

The gloomy day

has taken hold-

seems settled in to stay.

All things of cheer-

all sunny thoughts-

have all

been chased away!

…But is it just the

sunless day

that chills me to the core?

…Or fear that I have lost you -

will not see you anymore?

June Kellum

2004

~~~

Raindrops

Raindrops fall, relentlessly!

The color in the day,

has vanished so completely-

been taken, clear, away.

Just one name I’ll give it.

Drab describes it well.

The day is wrapped in sorrow,

a dismal shade of pale.

Raindrops on the window

make ripples in my view;

distorting all I’m seeing-

cast in this faded hue.

The world outside seems burdened,

bent down with all the rain;

the way my heart is heavy

and drowning with the pain.

June Kellum

June 25, 2006

~~~

K-

There you have all my rainy day poems!

Not to worry, friends!

I realize into every life a little rain must fall!

Love,

Junie Rose ;)

2008-01-04T21:22:00.001-08:00

Lost my poem site!

Poem: Winter's Coming On

2008-01-03T07:47:00.000-08:00

Winter’s Coming On

Winter’s coming on.
The year is winding down.
Autumn’s color, gone-
her leaves piled on the ground.

The chill is in the air-
and soon there will be snow.
But we’ll keep warm and cozy,
as north winds start to blow.

We’ll sit next to the fire,
with blankets tucked in neat.
We’ll cuddle - you and I, my love -
as embers warm our feet.

We’ll have our tea or coffee,
our steamy cups to hold
up close before our faces;
to help combat the cold.

Fire logs will be handy,
Piled up in stacks so high.
We won’t meet winter, unprepared,
and never would we try!

June Kellum
Nov 9, 2007

Poem: My Meadow Walk

2007-04-06T09:52:00.000-07:00

My Meadow Walk

Today I took a meadow walk
and to my great delight,
I saw the Pinks are blooming!
It happened overnight!

The first blooms come in early spring,
to soon be joined by more;
a fragrant flower blanket
like none you’ve seen before!

Those meadow blooms, in shades of pink,
so delicate of hue-
years ago they won my heart-
became my favorite view!

I can see this from my window-
this glorious display!
But- best to walk among the flowers,
and pick a small bouquet!

June Kellum
2005

~~~~~~~~

Poem: First Signs of Spring

2007-03-07T05:14:00.000-08:00

Click on poem and picture to enlarge

Junie

Poem: A Winter Day

2007-01-26T05:22:00.000-08:00

A Winter Day

Another day that’s filled with gray.
The sun will not appear!
It seems that Winter’s here to stay,
and Spring is nowhere near.

Snowflakes glisten on the ground,
on every bush and tree…
frosty mornings , colder nights…
yet, beautiful to see!

It’s beauty cannot be denied,
but soon we’ve had our fill…
and long for Robins, in the Spring,
and the lovely Daffodil!

June Kellum

Feb. 1974

Poem: My Nights Are Long

2007-01-10T11:05:00.000-08:00

My Nights Are Long

My nights are long and lonely.
So many thoughts invading.
Rendering nil and useless,
my feeble stabs at sleep.

Thoughts scuttling, to and fro,
of all the words we’ve spoken…

yet, many more left dangling-
unborn - or buried deep.

Past phrases leap and frolic.
Unanswered questions linger.
Meanings lost in limbo,
the two of us have found.

Be still! My weary soul
is needing rest and solace.
Still, endlessly, the memories
continue swirling ‘round!

At last, sleep is descending;
so deep that dreams can‘t follow.
And for the moment resting
- the puzzle - ‘You and Me.’

This welcomed rest I covet,
embrace it, seek to hold it!
For these fleeting hours…
I know that I am free.

June Kellum
2005

Poem: For Once I'd Like To Know

2006-12-03T11:42:00.000-08:00

***Some thoughts of snow***

( Click on POEM to enlarge )

Junie

Poem: Our Thanksgiving

2006-11-25T09:48:00.000-08:00

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Junie

Poem: Halloween Witch

2006-10-17T07:23:00.000-07:00

( Click on poem to enlarge )

This is a poem I wrote to amuse my kids when they were elementary school age.

Junie

Poem: Face of Fall ~~~~Got side tracked organizing my old picture albums...

2006-09-27T13:45:00.000-07:00

Found this 'End of Summer' pic so thought it fit pretty well with this poem !

Funny how things change! ;)

We were on our yearly summer trip - returning from Alabama. (1972) We were in North Florida. (not too much further north than where we would, finally, end up living!)

We stopped at this park and cut a watermelon. I remember it was very refreshing! :)

The funny part is ME! LOL-Can't believe I was dressed that way for a long, hot, car trip home; even down to pantyhose- and those nylon slips that would CLING to the stockings- no matter what you did! LOL- The wind could flip my skirt- but that slip would cling!

hahaha!!!

...a late summer poem...

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Poem: Watching Mr. Squirrel

2006-09-23T15:36:00.000-07:00

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Poem: Autumn

2006-09-09T10:19:00.000-07:00

With the thoughts of Autumn soon to come I give you this little poem I wrote-oh, so many years ago!

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~~~

Junie

Poem: Anger

2006-08-29T09:35:00.000-07:00

...Too often this is true...

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Poem: Of Butterflies

2006-08-01T15:24:00.000-07:00

Of Butterflies

I venture out for photo shots
of butterflies. (sometimes, for hours.)
They so enchant, with their gossamer wings,
flitting there, among the flowers.

The colors range from soft to bold.
Some showy as a fine spring day!
Other’s beauty, understated,
still, frilly as a fine crochet.

Some are swift, not pausing long,
to sample blooms along the way.
Others linger, just hanging there,
as if their beauty’s on display.

I stand poised, in wonderment,
and reach to touch that softness there.
The contact slight, but oh, so real!
And know the feel of angel hair!

June Kellum
July 2005

Poem: Ginga's Lament

2006-06-25T18:03:00.000-07:00

Ginga’s Lament

Remember the old days when our house
was the place they all wanted to be?
Where they never would run out of cookies,
where all were contented and free?
Where a nap could be taken - or not!
…And with so many things to explore!
Sadly, those days have bypassed us.
They’re, plainly, not here any more!
Wet slip ‘n’ slides in the summer…
with baby girl turned bowling pin,
knocked down ’accidentally’ by brother,
viewed on film, again and again!
Halloween parties and birthdays,
Easter egg hunts, by the score...
Football games and award days,
I miss them; it seems, more and more.
Remember the late nights of TV
with kids laying flat on the floor?
Thick quilts to cushion their slumber?
When did that stop, I implore?
And late nights of telling ghost stories,
of scaring each other and such.
The bonfires we had in the winter…
those things I am missing so much!
The golf cart rides in the pasture.
The reckless abandon of some…
crashing the cart into fences…
‘Accidentally’ having some fun.
Still, on holidays, we gather.
The grandkids are grown, don’t you see?
They’re all here… but things are so different.
The constants are just you and me!
Hugs are exchanged and ‘I LOVE YOUs!’
The rituals held close to our hearts.
But no one is asking for cookies.
And, oh, I am missing that part!
Whole summers were spent here together.
HERE was the first choice of all.
How did it all go so quickly?
When did our kingdom fall?

June Kellum (Ginga)
July 31, 2005

Poem: I'll Be The Moth

2006-05-29T13:35:00.000-07:00

St.Augustine Lighthouse
St.Augustine, Fl

I’ll Be The Moth

I’ll be the moth,
if you’re the flame.
I’ll seek the warmth
you offer me.
You’ll be my guiding light,
on shore,
if I’m the ship that’s
lost at sea.
I’ll be the flowers-
you, the rain.
What would have withered
now will grow.
You’ll be the song
that’s in my heart.
I’ll find a way
to let you know.

June Kellum
2005

Poem: Tears

2006-05-24T11:53:00.000-07:00

Tears

Tears to scald my eyes
keep coming, un-invited!
Pain to sear my heart
invading, un-expected!

Words to wound my soul
keep flowing, flowing, ever
from the one I’ve loved for always,
faithfully!

Hurt, so deep and dark.
Mistrust forever growing.
Doubt forever showing.
Love- our love- escaping.

My Love, “Is our love leaving?”
“As lost as sleep we’re missing,
lying close - not touching-
but tossing sleeplessly?”

June Kellum
March 3, 2003

Poem: Just As A Flower Withers

2006-05-22T08:47:00.000-07:00

...to remind us
that EVERYTHING worthwhile
requires a little work...

Just As A Flower Withers

Just as a flower withers,
deprived of proper care,
so will love, neglected,
begin to fade away.

Needing only nourishment
- essential to excel-
still, sometimes the price
is more than we can pay.

Or more than we are willing …
more effort to extend…
more of ourselves required
than we’re prepared to give.

So love is left to falter,
to die from dire neglect
…just as a garden flower-
forgotten- cannot live!

June Kellum
2005

Photo:

Rose- 'Cary Grant'

Poem: The Words We Say

2006-05-17T11:31:00.000-07:00

These few words are recent.

The picture is from 1969.

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Poem: Deaf Girl's Tribute To The Birds

2006-05-16T15:50:00.000-07:00

...for Mom and others in our family...

A Deaf Girl’s Tribute to the Birds

Because she can not hear your song,
your ‘Beauty’ is more profound!
She watches all your movements,
from tree tops to the ground!

Yet, only in her memory
is your sweet trilling, ringing-
from every bush and tree top-
the song she knows you’re singing!

Because she can not hear your song,
her eyes must compensate…
behold the wonder of you…
your beauty - celebrate!

And as she watches, joyously,
as near her you are winging-
she hears again, in memory,
the song she knows you’re singing!

June Kellum
1980s

Random Thoughts 5-12-06

2006-05-12T12:39:00.000-07:00

Poem: How Do Things Just Slip Away?

2006-05-12T09:12:00.000-07:00

(previously posted at Junie's Place)

How Do Things Just Slip Away?

How do things just slip away?
Blink your eyes and all has changed.
What was known, just yesterday,
has now been re-arranged.

Looking back on all the years,
those times, again, I long to hold.
All has changed - my children grown-
and, suddenly -
I am old!

And now I have to find new roads,
search out new goals to keep in sight.
…find new ways to spend my time,
however trivial or trite!

Playing ‘catch-up’ in my life-
while seeking joy and happiness-
is sometimes hard and full of strife.
…Sometimes exciting, nonetheless!

I look for beauty in each day.
The blanks I’ve missed, I try to fill.
The music, lost along the way,
now, I’m trying to make real!

Songs, unsung, books, unread
and friends to share in these, I’ve found!
Still, this way’s a little strange…
This new road on which I’m bound!

Things do change, time slips away.
…And in a blink, I find I’m old…
Time weighs heavy on my heart.
And trite and trivial are my goals.

June Kellum
July 2005

Poem: There's a Place I'm Searching For

2006-05-07T16:45:00.000-07:00

...a poem of discontent...
(Previously posted at Junie's Place)

There’s a Place I’m Searching For

There’s a place I’m searching for,
to hide away, escape this cold.
A place where I may lose the pain,
that has engulfed my soul.

I’ll hide away within those walls.
A mighty fortress will not bend…
will drive away the pain and strife,
before it can descend.

Oh, peaceful rest, to soothe my heart.
And time to ponder what has been-
to lick my wounds- to get in touch
with ME… to start again.

To gather strength where all seemed lost.
Hold tight to what is left of me.
Protect my eyes from hurting rays,
‘til softer light I see.

I’ll linger there until the time
when I can face the world once more.
I’ll stay there, safe, until I’m healed,
and stronger than before.

June Kellum
2005

Poem: Come With Me, My Love

2006-04-29T09:53:00.000-07:00

Poem: Tomorrow

2006-04-20T08:52:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow

Tomorrow brings a brighter day.
I’ll make it so!
I’ll put the pain - the hurt - away.
No one will ever know.

I’ll hide the tears,
and in their place will be a smile.
No one will guess my heart is breaking,
all the while.

And if I do this long enough
from day to day,
in time, the pain I’m feeling now
might, truly, go away!

…So, if wayward tears should fall,
please just pretend
you never saw the teardrops.
Please, be a friend.

I’ll toast tomorrow,
with my glass held high!
With new resolve,
I’ll give it my best try!

June Kellum
Nov. 2003

Poem: There Is No Road To You

2006-04-17T09:55:00.000-07:00

There Is No Road To You

I have this helpless feeling…
that there is no road to you.
I’ve found no way to reach you,
no matter what I do.

All paths that I have taken
have just led me astray,
meandering ever onward,
more twisted, day by day.

Now, I’m lost, entangled,
in woods so dense and deep;
doubting if I’ll ever find
a place for restful sleep.

Still, I journey onward,
despite the barricades
that have, thus far, so limited,
the progress I have made.

All roads must have an ending.
This fact I do embrace,
while skirting all the pot holes
as I readjust my pace.

There you stay, beyond my reach
-no matter what I do,
or how much effort I extend-
no road leads to you.

June Kellum

Poem: You Might Awake

2006-04-13T08:24:00.000-07:00

You Might Awake

You lock your door.
I find no key.
If love is there,
it’s kept from me!

No one can enter
into your space.
If you feel love,
you show no trace.

You guard your heart
in padded room -
as if my love
would spell your doom!

You might awake
one day and see,
your ‘Distance’ has taken
the best of me!

June Kellum
1983

Stopping By Woods On Snowy Evening-Robert Frost

2006-04-11T13:16:00.000-07:00

This is a poem I have loved for a long time!
by ROBERT FROST

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though.
He will not see me stopping here
to watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
to stop without a farmhouse near;
between the woods and frozen lake,
the darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake,
to ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
but I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep,
and miles to go before I sleep.

NOTE:

Skye (and others who are interested) this is the title page in the booklet!
The whole book is just beautifully illustrated!

I just love it!

Although, not a Christmas book it has that FEEL of the
Christmas season and I always manage to read it a few times at that time of year!

Junie

Poem: Of What We Had Before

2006-04-11T09:36:00.000-07:00

Of What We Had Before

Your door was open, for a while.
You let me in and welcomed me.
I thought it real, this love we‘d found.
But now you want to flee.

You shut me out. I know not why.
Indifference, now, has taken hold.
The warmness there so recently,
has been replaced by cold!

Those times are gone, I know not where.
I miss the fun, the loving, too…
the excitement of exploring life,
and sharing it with you.

Oh! To recapture what we’ve lost-
I’d give the world and even more,
just to relive those times with you-
of what we had before.

June Kellum

Poem: We Meet

2006-04-10T13:02:00.000-07:00

We Meet

We meet, as is our custom.
We smile, as is our way.
From habit, hug each other,
though, little’s left to say.

Now our words are stifled-
sound phony - somewhat strange.
There’s no way to determine
just when it all did change.

We hold to what we‘ve treasured
and nurtured, for so long.
Too much we’ve each invested,
to have it all go wrong.

So, we hold and we coddle…
reluctant to let go.
Regardless…all is slipping.
This fact, we both do know!

The best is now behind us.
This truth, we both must see.
We’ve failed the test of time, Love.
And now, I’ll set you free!

June Kellum
2005

Poem: The Long Motorcycle Ride

2006-04-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

The Long Motorcycle Ride

The sky is blue
with piles of white and fluffy clouds,
as we travel in our semi-silent world.
Both lost in our own thoughts.
Do your thoughts wander too?
Are they in turmoil,
as are the clouds in such a whirl?
As we travel, with your back against my chest,
our bodies barely touching as we move…
the power of the motor is beneath us,
and holds us both as captives
and secure within this groove!
We travel, mile on silent mile,
with each our private thoughts to wander as they will;
with just the moving rhythm of the road…
calming, soothing yet so surreal.
And I wonder what you’re thinking…
what you feel.
Then … without a plan, and without
a conscious thought in mind I move to touch…
and find myself caressing your distant, silent face;
the one I’ve loved so very long, so much!
And it matters not
what roads we both have wandered,
or where our thoughts have lead us as they roam.
Our touching reconnects us-
and the love between us lingers and is rekindled-
as we make our way back home.

June Kellum
2004

Poem: Unconditional Love & Gift of Love

2006-04-06T10:55:00.000-07:00

...some thoughts on love...

Unconditional Love

Unconditional love is
God’s greatest gift!

No boundaries - no strings
- no conditions to be met.

No mystery -
no beginning - no end.

It just IS!

Just there in the NOW
and in each TOMORROW!

Undefeatable!

June Kellum

~~~~~~~~~

Gift of Love

It doesn’t take a lot to make me happy.
My desire is just to be with you.

No fancy plans - expensive- long vacations.
My only need is that you love me too!

My wish is just to satisfy your yearnings…
to be the one you’ve wanted for so long…

the one who MELTS you, as no one before has…
the one who fills your heart with sweetest song.

My desire is, simply, just to love you.
No hidden clauses. There’s no mystery.

The love I have is strong and freely given,
always there, a gift, to you from me.

June Kellum
Sept. 2005

Poem: My Nights Are Long And Lonely

2006-04-05T19:50:00.000-07:00

Love and life...

My Nights Are Long And Lonely

My nights are long and lonely.
So many thoughts invading.
Rendering nil and useless,
my feeble stabs at sleep.

Thoughts scuttling, to and fro,
of all the words we’ve spoken…
yet, many more left dangling-
unborn - or buried deep.

Past phrases leap and frolic.
Unanswered questions linger.
Meanings lost in limbo,
the two of us have found.

Be still!
My weary heart
is needing rest and solace.
Still, endlessly, the memories
continue swirling ‘round!

At last, sleep is descending,
so deep that dreams can‘t follow.
…And, for the moment, resting…
the puzzle - You and Me.

This welcomed sleep I covet,
embrace it, seek to hold it!
For these fleeting hours,
I know that I am free.

June Kellum
2005

Poem: If Only I Could

2006-04-04T07:42:00.000-07:00

LOVE...

If Only I Could

All this I would give you
if only I could.
Warm sunshine to soothe you.
A walk in the wood.

Bird song to enchant you.
Soft breezes to caress.
Blue skies to calm you-
to relieve all your stress!

Good friends to surround you-
just those tried and true.
...And a love for a lifetime,
I'd offer to you.

Sweet music to uplift you,
as only it would.
All this I would give you,
if only I could.

June Kellum

Poem: The Words We Say

2006-04-03T20:28:00.000-07:00

Pondering life...

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Poem: My Secret Self

2006-04-03T20:22:00.000-07:00

Pondering life...

My Secret Self

No one knows my secret self.
No one sees within my heart.
The public me is on display.
The secret me, I keep apart.

The public me may wear a smile,
and none can see she’s in disguise.
The secret me may bare her soul,
though no one sees her when she cries.

Original written in 70s
Revised and shortened July, 2003

June Kellum

Poem: Patchwork Of My Life

2006-04-03T20:12:00.000-07:00

Pondering life...

Patchwork Of My Life

Looking back upon my life
I see a crazy-quilt design.
Bits and pieces held in place
by a thread so very fine.

Each patch of the pattern shown
represents a span in time.
Different friends and other loves,
a separate life that once was mine!

Looking backward on the past
to recall a memory,
It seems foreign to me now,
as if that girl just wasn’t me!

Yet, it’s sad to realize,
the past will be forever gone.
What has happened must remain,
whether it was right or wrong.

Past mistakes cannot be changed,
but just complete their own design,
to the patchwork of your life,
to be reviewed from time to time!

June Kellum
1974

Just Poems from June

Poem: "Past, Present, Future"

"Past, Present, Future"

(Posted on Face Book today) ~~~

Poem: Butterfly (posted on FB AND Junie's Place)

June Kellum(posted on Face Book)

‎~~ a poem for you ~~

(click to enlarge)

Junie

Poem_ "Tears"

June Kellum(posted on FB)

Poem: "We Are All Adrift"

~Poems of Love and Valentines~

Poem: About Love

Poem: Just Words

Poem: Fantasy and Reality

Poem: Past, Present, Future

Ruby Tuesday~ 6-29-'10 ~Oh! ~ Red, Red Rose

Poem: Today I Feel So Restless (a Re-post-again!)

~Re-post from 2006~

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Poem: Today I Feel So Restless & To blog or Not to blog

Poem: Love Can Be

Poem: The Ones We Love

Poem~ Just Words

Limericks for Thanksgiving

Brenda's Photo Challenge! Poem: Halloween Witch

Poem: We Won't Have This Day Again

Watery Wednesday ~ 10~27-'09 (and a poem)

~~~

Go to link below to find other WW posts!

http://waterywednesday.blogspot.com/

~~~

It's Watery Wednesday time again and for this time I'm doing a re-run of one of my earliest posts on my first blog!

http://juniesplace.blogspot.com/

Poem: Reflections

Pondering...( a re-post from Junie's Place)

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Pondering

Poem: Alone, In The Garden

Poem: Time

Poem: Winter Sky

Poem: Replaced

Watching Mr. Squirrel (Nature Poem)

The Words Said ~ ( a repeat )

Poem: Anything Will Do

Poem: My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose ( Robert Burns )

Poem: Trees

Poems: 'Me' & 'Fantasy'

Daffodils

Poems for Valentine's Day

Poems posted...

Poems: My rainy day poems...

Poem: Winter's Coming On

Poem: My Meadow Walk

Poem: First Signs of Spring

Poem: A Winter Day

Poem: My Nights Are Long

Poem: For Once I'd Like To Know

Poem: Our Thanksgiving

Poem: Halloween Witch

Poem: Face of Fall ~~~~Got side tracked organizing my old picture albums...

Poem: Watching Mr. Squirrel

Poem: Autumn

Poem: Anger

Poem: Of Butterflies

Poem: Ginga's Lament

Poem: I'll Be The Moth

Poem: Tears

Poem: Just As A Flower Withers

Poem: The Words We Say

Poem: Deaf Girl's Tribute To The Birds

Random Thoughts 5-12-06

Poem: How Do Things Just Slip Away?

Poem: There's a Place I'm Searching For

Poem: Come With Me, My Love

Poem: Tomorrow

Poem: There Is No Road To You

Poem: You Might Awake

Stopping By Woods On Snowy Evening-Robert Frost

(Posted on Face Book today)

~~~

June Kellum
(posted on Face Book)

‎ a poem for you

June Kellum
(posted on FB)