Between
Summer and Autumn
August is the border
Between summer and autumn.
It is a beautiful month
I love fall, and know
I walked alone
With a heart of stone
On the road of life.
I found love, in summer
As a newcomer.
Here comes the gust
Of hot winds of August.
Winds and rains
That brings hurricanes.
I am afraid of August,
The weather’s disregard.
It is not fall yet –
Indian summer is fat
And rich, watch up, my babe,
For the hot wave
As August is on the border
Between summer and autumn.
Tomshinsky@2025
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