Goodbye August


We drove around that hidden island in a 30 year old VW bug:
Blue as the surrounding sky and lake,
Young hearts with dreams as limitless.
A summer begged to last forever,
But forever grew shorter with every passing day,
Older by the second, embracing waves,
and worshipping sand beneath our skin.
Days spent invading rocky shores and shells of houses,
Pushing that old car to its limits and running from time inescapable,
Carving initials into innocent trees and cursing the inevitable,
Though never acknowledging that end.
The boat brings us home on burning waters,
September’s come again and slain the summer,
Remembering ancient bunks and hands clasped tight,
Denying a future that has arrived too soon.

©Y.E.S 2014


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