Today, Dear Readers, I would like to wax poetic on the rather fickle nature of the recent weather. Eh hem…
Snow. Wind. Sun. Rain. Dry.
Don’t know how to dress myself.
So I remain. Nude.
Gentle, then raging.
Were I like this weather is
on meds I would be.
Will it snow? or Shine?
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
Naps. Certainly naps.
How’s the weather treating all of you this week?
Tell me what haiku you’d like to hear next time.