Such a quiet month as summer winds down
With hellish heat intensified by relentless humidity
A delightful thunderstorm to cool it now and then
The reality school starts causes many a child to frown
Some sky-blue days sport fluffy white clouds
Promise near September offering crisp fresh autumn
Awful temperature highs into the upper nineties they
reach
Shortened days, perhaps, yet hotter still makes August
proud
To survive one year, I at long last traveled west
Across swift rivers, wide plains and so on
To the distant horizon just to see what is next
Over hill, down valley to the majestic Rocky Mountain
crest
Grandeur reached for heaven still not enough for me
Across the Great Salt Lake on up Idaho-way
To the Great Northwest via the old Oregon Trail
What spectacular wonders these naïve eyes did see
So many places ’round this old world I’ve been
Over the ocean to see my ancestral beginnings
In Dallas-town and down old Mexico-way
To the Oregon-coast resplendent, almost a sin
August here not like the Midwest weather-horrific
So beautiful as to tempt my love away from my heart
If God lived on earth this He would call home
From coastal mountains I view the grand blue Pacific
