August is the time of summer heat
Of air-conditioners and cooling drinks
Swimming in the nearest pool
Or sitting under running sprinklers
Dreaming of snow-capped mountains
Eating ice cream and frozen ice cones
Doing nothing, moving not one muscle
Waiting for September to arrive
With gold harvest and hard work.
August, get on with you, hurry now.
I am melting away to nothing.
Ahhh! A lovely refreshing shower
Comes to wash away the heat.
#SummerPoetry
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