Friday, August 1, 2014


August, with its clouds of scented blooms,
August, with its great stacks of giant clouds,
August, with corn plants standing like a row of soldiers,
August, with watermelons , full and heavy, dozing in the sun,
August, remember swimming in the lake?
August, remember baby Alice daintily eating berries from the vine?
August, remember Rickie playing with the goat?
August, remember Donald  practicing on his new saxophone?
August, and its lightening laced sky,
August, and newlyweds Pat an Chet decorating  their first home,
August, and Billy the brave, Billy the fearless, on his two wheeled bike,
August, and shimmering memories hanging like drops of dew,
August the bountiful,  August the full,
August, mamas hot, but smiling, over a platter of succulent roast chicken,
August, daddy mixing her a frosty mint julep
August, blessed harvest of memories.
       ~Mary Nayhlor~


bj said...

Hello, Maddy...I love this post.
Happiest August to you too, my friend.

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

What a lovely break down of memories of August. August means a lot to me. I began having children in August..and ended seven children later, in August. A wonderful rain made the first day of August a wonderful thing. California is suffering so.
I am so pleased that you liked my crocheted least that is what I am using it for.

Roses, Lace and Brocante said...

What a wonderful piece of poetry dear Maddy!
I wonder where you found it?
Wishing you a happy August with many of the moments mentioned in the poem
to cheer you!


susie @ persimmon moon cottage said...

I enjoyed the poem, and the header picture with the sunflowers is beautiful. August is going by too fast for me, as it always does.

Hope you are enjoying August.

Roses, Lace and Brocante said...

Thank you Maddy for popping by to see me today!
I trust all is well with you - those sunflowers are magical aren't they?!
You have a blessed day too dear Maddy!