Ah, August, how I barely knew ye
Now you’re gone, oh why you leave me
Standing in a pool of tears
My frosty mug bereft of beers
The grass still green, the leaves on trees
But there’s a chill hid in the breeze
For soon the lush of summer’s growth
Will vanish like an irked betrothed
Surrounded by the residue
That wilts whenever seasons skew
You dashed right by I had no time
Like Porsche Taycan, turns on a dime
I blinked or winked, and you were gone
I’ve no star left to wish upon
Abandonment on schedule
Yet by surprise, took like a fool
I scramble now to scarf it down
In sultriness I plan to drown
Until you slip from sweaty grasp
And watch in funk as you fly fast
You’ll linger on me like sunburn
As dream I will till your return…