Friday Poetry

I'm posting this as a sort of incantation, with hope that August will recall her true sunny nature and shed these gray clouds of gloom she has been wearing recently.

Fairest of the months; ripe Summer's Queen
The hey-day of the year
With robes that gleam with sunny sheen
Sweet August doth appear
~R.Combe Miller

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:: this post is part of the Friday Poetry roundup hosted by The Book Mine Set.