August Moon

The August moon is beaming down
It keenly seems to say
Enjoy my warm rays while you can
Before they slip away.

Splendid is a leisurely stroll
On a dog day afternoon
Star studded is the evening sky
Beneath the August moon.

Nature is at its finest
Summer has reached its peak
It is time to store sweet memories
As autumn skies turn bleak.

Oh, August moon so fair and true
One thing that I must know
Why must you take the summer sun
And flowers when you go.