Have you been to the everlasting June
Where all the girls dance with strawberry flowers in their hair
How do you get there?
It is found on the other side
in the silver of a waxing daytime moon
And every day is one of the first days of summer
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Kilmeny MacMichael 
Poignant poem — for me a captures the bittersweet ephemeral nature of summer. How can I miss summer when we’re just past Midsummer’s Day? 🙂
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