August
Language: English 
August days are hot and still,
Not a breath on house or hill,
Not a breath on height or plain,
Weary travelers cry for rain;
But the children quickly find
A shady place quite to their mind;
And there all quietly they stay,
Until the sun has gone away, --
August is too hot for play!

Confirmed with Wynne, Annette. For Days and Days; a Year-Round Treasury of Child Verse, Frederick A. Stokes, New York, 1919, p. 175.


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This text was added to the website: 2013-12-02
Line count: 9
Word count: 55