August Richness- Michael Erickson

Come taste the richness of August,

Upon lips of caramelized honey.

Here we forget the aging apples,

Hanging in their orchard rows.

The sun may be setting,

But day’s heat lingers on.

So feast upon baked cakes,

Glistening with mounting spoils.

Forget your worn feet,

And weary heart.

Now is the time to breathe life in,

And sink deeply into the arms of Summer.

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Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.