Dear August
It’s you again
there is the thrill of the unknown
the call to adventure for this teacher
historically, there is impending doom
an anxious family, the whole of us
people have left us most often
in August
forget about the virus a second
I know it’s hard but we are preparing
for soon the children arrive again
only two months older but probably taller
and for us east coast citizens
we watch the skies
in August
storms roll in, brew on…