…courtesy of Lisa Renee, at Associated Content:

The sun is setting;
Glowing through darkened clouds;
The song of a nightingale;
Rings through early evening;
Warm breezes blow eastward;
Carries the scent of cut grass;
And late summer roses;
Wet with the promise of rain;
As Black-eyed Susans grow;
Tiny branches litter the sidewalk;
Reminders of a previous storm;
The brilliant colors of summer;
Run and fade together;
Along with the August sun

Lovely, eh?