First, it was the first day of August
The first time ever
The first trip down memory lane
It was a first trip up in the skies
A first in that teen life
Once he was lifted up into the skies
He lowered his eyes to see beneath the skies
Soon he was lowered down from the skies
A short trip up in the skies
II
Then, it was the first day of August
The second trip down memory lane
It was a slip into the arms of love
After many years of slips had taken many loves away
After many hearts have slipped through the days
It was the first in that young manhood
Soon he slipped out of love’s way
Welcoming a shocking slip out of harm’s way
Shaking his misery off where he stood in solitude
III
Then, it was the first day of August
The third snooze down memory lane
It was when the two fleshed as two incompatible ones
When the two enmeshed into one complete nightmare
When the two fleshed a fresh one into life to scare
Soon the two dreamed right into the middle of the night
One night
All night long
A deep snooze dripped through their deep snores
All night long
IV
Then, it was in the middle of August
On the fifteenth day in the month of cold rain
It was a wrong trip down memory lane
Unfortunately unexpected,
Painfully unsuspected
Badly unprepared
Poorly unsuccessful
The first trip towards an unpleasant cohabitation
Once it took off
At once it proved rough
Twice it was tough
As the tough times got rougher
The rough stuff never called off the tough bluff
A long trip in the habitat, right on the turf
V
Then, it was at the end of August
The penultimate day in August
A long, winding trip down memory lane
A reverse of August when it occurred
A reverse of the places he had been
A reverse of the things he had seen
A reverse of the wrongs that had been done
VI
Now, it’s the beginning of August
A new beginning
This August!
What does this August bring to us?
An august visitor?
