Maybe August? Poem by Edwina Reizer

Maybe August?



In the month of May
I thought one day
that love had come my way
But I found that I was wrong.

In the month of June
I thought one noon
that love had come so soon.
But I found that I was wrong.

In the month of July
I thought one nigh
love would never say goodbye.
But I found that I was wrong.

But May, June and even July
all passed away.
The only things that came my way
were loves that didn't stay.

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