August

August

A Poem by Bill MacEachern
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Nature, seasons

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AUGUST

The brakes of summer
Slowly get pumped
August is here
Tomatoes are plump

Schools ‘round the corner
Autumn near by
August is here
Season’s collide

Gardens grow fruitful
Leaves look luscious
Soon they’ll be painted
With natures brush’s

A paradise for picnics
Beach goers too
Air’s not so humid
Or sticky like glue

August is here
Relax and enjoy
Soon we’ll eat turkey
Then kid’s get their toys

Bill MacEachern August 11, 2023

© 2023 Bill MacEachern


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That's like the best longest stretch of time in a year! Thanks for sharing.

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Added on August 11, 2023
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