An August Goodbye

A leonine sun of August's stately presence, see the maple and oak leaves, no longer a fresh green of youth. Children will put their beach pails away, when September's boughs drop acorns. It's the closing chapter of the carefree months, when sweethearts on the moonlit boardwalks part. I enjoyed iced coffee on the patio, when the newly-mowed lawn days set us to daydreaming, watching wrens, bluebirds, sparrows, in avian freedom, my playing grandchildren soon will be back in school. Time for harvesting another summertide's memories- an August goodbye, and hello to the aging man of autumn.