Farewell, lovely June, with your skies soft and clear,  
Your sunlit embraces we’ve cherished so dear.  
The days, golden-glazed, now begin to retreat,  
As time’s gentle footsteps grow steady and sweet.  

The roses have whispered their last summer song,  
While fields hum a tune where the warm winds belong.  
The twilight that lingered, so tender, so kind,  
Now folds into memory, a dream left behind.  

The fireflies’ glow in the velvet of night,  
Still shimmers like magic, a soft fading light.  
The laughter of June, in its bright, fleeting cheer,  
Now dances like echoes we hold close and near.  

Oh, June, you have brought us such days full of grace,  
The warmth of your touch, the sun’s radiant face.  
But seasons must wander, as time always knows,  
And gently you slip where the summer wind blows.  

Farewell, golden June, though we bid you goodbye,  
Your beauty will linger in heart, hand, and sky.  
For summer moves forward, with more yet to give,  
But you, dearest June, in our dreams, you will live.