Author: Sue Young

Second chance summer

The lover lost and found

Eighth month, slap bang centre

You’ll find me half way down

You saw shades of me

Earlier in the year

First episodes aired in May and June

The seasons premier

Then a commercial break

Which took up all July

Where did the summer go?

Just seemed to go awry

The best part of the series

Is generally Part Two

This is where I stumble in

Looking all askew

Wrapping up the season

I come crumpled through the door

Wondering what’s been going on

Thinkin’ I’ve been here before

Soon I sober up

Get my mojo on

Get into the stride of things

Once brain fog is gone

Oh, right, okay, I’m August, I wrap up summer

I’m the king of months, the month of kings.

Hey man, in between rainy months

It’s been a blur of things

May and June as always

Promised to go dutch

July reneged on the deal

Again, they lied so much

I wandered off, blissfully ignorant

Got dragged back by my tail

Now I’m expected to perform

Now that they’ve all bailed

I’m left with a month’s worth

Of weather, to please the crowds

Just me, no-one else

Among these thunderclouds

I will be there for you

And sunkiss your knees

I will warm your little toes

I like to people please

I am August, you know me

I’ve been long in this summer queue

But by the time I get there

I’ve forgotten what to do

Don’t you worry, I will shine

Up in a cloudless sky

I’ll be the best August, you’ll see

I’ll make your eggs fry

During my finale

I’ll be off on a spree

You’ll call for an encore

Of sun, sand and sea

You’ll applaud my entrance

And I’ll prove to you

I’m not washed up

I’ve lots to do

As the last month of summer

I don’t want to let anyone down

September’s in the wings

Wearing russet gown

Intention is what I’m all about

I do aim to be honest

Please excuse my changeable moods

I want to give you all that I promise.