August Poem by Nicole GravellPellerino

The golden sun kisses the horizon,
and memorizing hues of
yellows oranges, and pinks
pain the evening sky,
as the setting sun fades quietly
behind the snow covered mountain tops,

The last rays of light
glimmer across the peaceful lake,
and soon the bright autumn moon
shines against the star filled night sky,
bringing a tranquil and cool end
to a hectic and humid summer day,

The crickets chirp
in the distant back round
play a familiar song
soon accompanied by the creaking
of an old wooden porch swing,
and the gentle breeze of late August,