13 June 2025

2 June 2025

Welcome, Sweet June


Hello to June, so bright and fair,

With golden sun and scented air.

A month of blossoms, skies so blue,

Of morning dew and fresh day’s hue.


The flowers bloom in soft array,

As nature sings in sweet ballet.

Warm breezes dance through every tree

A gentle hint of serenity.


Joy tiptoes in on summer’s beam,

Awakening each hopeful dream.

Laughter lingers in the light,

And hearts grow full, so warm, so right.


But more than this, one star shines through

A birthday girl, so bright and true.

In June she came, a gift, a song,

A light that’s guided me so long.


So here’s to June, her shining start,

With sunshine wrapped around my heart.

To flowers, warmth, and skies above

And most of all, to you, my love.


Poem written by Catherine for this beautiful month of June.

1 May 2025

First of May

On the first of May, the world awakes,

In petal’d hues the soft wind shakes,

With blossoms dancing light and free,

A tender hymn from every tree.


The tulip lifts its painted head,

And bluebells adorn the woodland spread,

The lilacs sing in scented grace,

As sunshine warms the morning’s face.


Each breeze a brush, each leaf a sigh,

The bluebirds flying gracefully on high,

While bees, like secrets, hum and roam,

Through gardens clothed in floral foam.


The earth herself wears joy anew,

In robes of green and skies of blue,

And all around, the pulse of spring

Beats vibrant through each living thing.


So on this day, breathe deep, be still

Let beauty rise, and heart refill.

The first of May has softly come,

And life, once more, begins to hum.


Poem written by Catherine McLean



3 March 2025

March’s Awakening

March arrives on whispered breeze,

Soft with promise, light with ease.

Golden sun and silver rain

Wake the earth to bloom again.


Petals dance in dawn’s embrace,

Dewdrops shine with quiet grace.

Emerald fields stretch far and wide,

Brimming full of life inside.


Rivers hum a flowing tune,

Swelling bright beneath the moon.

Birdsong weaves through budding trees,

Carried high on playful seas.


Blossoms burst, the orchards swell,

Perfumed air with tales to tell.

March, the artist, strokes the land,

Painting beauty, wild and grand.


So let us walk with open hands,

Gather gifts from earth’s expanse.

For spring has come, the world is wide,

Abundance flows on every side.


Written and Created by Catherine for the first day of March 2025