June days—We see life glisten.

June is a special month. It is a month filled with buds turning into flowers and shrubbery. I have always loved this short poem about June by James Russell Lowell.

And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
Then Heaven tries earth if it be in tune,
And over it softly her warm ear lays:
Whether we look, or whether we listen,
We hear life murmur, or see it glisten.

“Whether we look, or whether we listen, we hear life murmur, or see it glisten.” And where better does that happen than when you work with children and see the gift of hope that they are? They are so filled with life, and your job is to help those lives have greater meaning and hope.

Maryln