Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 1, 2017

Twelve months eight~by Jeremy J Croucher


 

 

Twelve months eight

This poem starts a series
that will run through the year
A new one when the first
of every month is drawing near
And August starts it off
as it seemed the thing to do
No better place than summer
to begin a series, new

August is synonymous
with the height of summer sun
When days are at their hottest
and the holidays have come
And yes, I know that here in England
that’s sometimes not the case
As I’ve known Augusts (as have you)
when it’s chilly round the place

But I’m sure you’ll catch my meaning
as the intention is quite clear
That August brings a smile
because the holidays are here
Time to have a break from work
and maybe get away
Or simply lounge around the beach
as sunshine fills the day

©Jemverse

Photo – Mediterranean August sunrise – Jempics

 

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