August Colours
par PassepartoutFR
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par PassepartoutFR
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Golden sun sets 'cross the sea,
End of August, time to flee,
Twilight whispers, fading light,
Last days gleam in silver night.
Mountain peaks kiss dawn's embrace,
Summer's glow begins to trace,
Cool breeze whispers "It’s goodbye,"
As the horizon starts to die.
Oh, August’s glow is fading,
Last week's light is fading,
Everybody knows it's time to go,
The last of August's flow.
Empty roads, the sunset’s call,
Echoes of the summer’s fall,
Nightfall brings a gentle tune,
End of summer, it’s all done.
Streetlights blink in fading hue,
Golden hour's adieu,
Time to say our final cheer,
With the setting year.
Oh, August’s glow is fading,
Last week's light is fading,
Everybody knows it's time to go,
The last of August's flow.
August's song begins to wane,
Light’s departure, feel the change,
We’ll remember, till next year,
But now it’s time to steer.
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