August: A Blessing, or a Curse?

It's August. I've always liked August: my birthday's in August, it's when the weather is hottest (which means trips to the pool-always fun), and we're usually on vacation the first few weeks of August. (Also always fun.) But it's also bad, in a way, because school starts (not fun.) :p And, after vacation, there's not a whole lot to do. Here's a poem about summer.

The end of homework and of school.
The beginning of family trips to the pool.
No more boring old school days.
Instead, I sit around and laze.
But...
My friends are gone on different trips.
My melting ice cream drips and drips.
The only thing to do at home
Is sleep, or maybe write a poem.

--R.e. Mayes

P.S. Does anyone else out there have an August 22 birthday???