Monday, August 1, 2016

POEM: Thou Wind of August

O wind of August!
 Bring back the roses to the dells;
 The swallow from her distant clime,
 The honey-bee from drowsy cells.


 Bring back the friendship of the sun;
 The gilded evenings, calm and late,
 When merry children homeward run,
 And peeping stars bid lovers wait.


 Bring back the singing; and the scent
 Of meadowlands at dewy prime;—
 Oh, bring again our heart’s content,
 Thou wind of awesome August!

Happy New Month of Recovery for you!
-Awesome EmmyG

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