AUGUST
Buttercup nodded and said good-by,
Clover and daisy went off together,
But the fragrant water lilies lie
Yet moored in the golden August weather.
The swallows chatter about their flight,
The cricket chirps like a rare good fellow,
The asters twinkle in clusters bright,
While the corn grows ripe and the apples mellow.
Source: Favorite Poems Old and New (1957), selected for boys and girls by Helen Ferris
Celia Thaxter (1835-1894)
American writer of stories and poems
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