I’m not ready

For the choo choo train

Of September yet

I want August to be

In my mind’s eye

To hold its days

Of bright sun

Before me

To know

That the day

Will stretch

To my needs

Not September

When I have to stretch

To its needs

And yet

The light in September

Changes everything

The darkness at 6:00 am

Makes me want to cuddle

Still in my sleep

Rather than rise

Sunshine

It’s time to play

Now a clock is ticking

Only so many hours

Today

A calendar full

And I am still full

Of August lingering