August fades fast
Fast as she came
Tender moments bathed in amber glow
and still I stand
Holding steady
Basking in her warm glory
One more day
or two
or five
Lucky there are Augusts
After all
the place for mischief, whimsy, and wonder
August fades fast
Fast as she came
Tender moments bathed in amber glow
and still I stand
Holding steady
Basking in her warm glory
One more day
or two
or five
Lucky there are Augusts
After all