August ©

August’s warmth lies like an extra layer
Like the quilt at the foot of my bed
Heat even at seven in the morning
And a breeze of kindly warmth

Trips to the shore
Visits to the park
The walk in the woods
All of these more mellow

It’s as if summer will never end
Deck chairs left out …no matter
Carelessness
A sense of timelessness

Enjoy this retreat
Listen to others’ tales
Enjoy their slant
On places you know

For too soon
Despite thinking otherwise
This Roman namesake will pass
Just as do all things