My Book

I am a book
Not big but special
Full of shinning stars
In the night

I am happy and bright
Completely fun
With lots of interesting words
And full of experiences

I am full of characters.
People turn my pages
They look inside me
To see what I am

I am about a boy
Whose named after a month
Guess which month
Which comes in winter…

I am August
I mean accepting
The differences in people.
Don’t judge me by my cover.