When Roses Bloom in June

When roses bloom in June, they say, And summer's night is softly dim, Such bliss shall sweep across this earth As neither brush nor pen can limn.

But June, tonight, is far away, While you are sweetly near to me; So ‘mid the hurl of wintry storm My heart shall sing this song to thee:

Let roses wait the warmth of June, Till seasons set for them appear; I can forget the drifting snow So long as thou, My Love, art near;

And when the winter leads to spring, Or spring is lost in summer's night, Still shalt thou be, Beloved One, The cherished soul of my delight.