August Moon
August moon echos of kattidids and
the aroma of the lake that summer
not any special aroma, but somehow
that will always be in my heart along
with the memory of my first kiss
Hot summer days, and sumer nights
with all he mysterious wonders that
lied ahead of my life that particular summer
has left its impact on me till this very day
Being young, and turning into a young lady
from a tom boy learning now that the opposite
sex is more than just reverse of my gender
Remembering how to dive, wear lipstick, and
falling in love all in one summer's August Moon.....
Copyright © Bonnie Collins | Year Posted 2008
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