Late August
By John Bohrn
Let me enjoy
this late-summer day of my heart
while the leaves are still green
and I won’t look so close
as to see that first tint
of pale yellow slowly creep in. . . .
I will cease endless running
and then look to the sky
ask the sun to embrace me
and then hope she won’t tell
of tomorrows less long than today. . . .
Let me spend just this time
in the slow-cooling glow
of warm afternoon light
and I’d think
I will still have the strength
for just one more
last fling of my heart.
See also the previous Wild Reed posts:
• O Breath of Summer
• Summer Garden
• In Summer Light
• Summer Blooms
• Summer Boy
• A Song of Summer
• Say Yes to the Light
Images: Michael J. Bayly.
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