Cool Weather Makes Me Angry Today

A cool day
And I am not glad
Sixty-two degrees, 
Spoiled me yesterday.

Today at fifty-seven, I am chilling.
Weather that would have had me dancing
And singing last month
Infuriates me today.

Weather that would have me
Bowing down and praying to it
In August after a hundred and thirteen
Degree day has me angry today

It is weird how the temperature
Outside has a pronounced effect
On my temperature inside.
Probably because I am a nature faerie.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 5:12 AM
Better being a "nature faerie" than a corporate suit! I am still waiting for Spring to fully arrive; this week, that will be Thursday, then we'll have to wait another week but, then...doppler is never right around here.
Krutsinger Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 9:31 AM
I am so happy today. Sixty degrees! I feel like flying!
Mcferran Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 10:04 PM
I feel you, Soul Sister!! ;)
Krutsinger Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 9:32 AM
I know you do; I hope you are also in the throes of spring today, my friend!
Bauer Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 6:51 PM
i can relate to this, caren! you've described it so well...
Krutsinger Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 9:37 PM
Thank you Ilene. It is weird how the weather affects people. My neighbor lady who is lovely has dementia. Her family says never visit on a cloudy or overcast day. She is best in the afternoons on a sunny day.
Pettit Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 5:57 PM
I am also hoping for warmer weather in the not too distant future.
Krutsinger Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 9:38 PM
I am SO ready! Insanely ready!
Rose  Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 5:48 PM
isn't it amazing how the weather can affect us so. I pray you have warmer weather so you can dance and sing.x
Krutsinger Avatar
March 25, 2019 at 9:38 PM
I am truly trying, but inside dancing and singing is not the same! And there are no trees to hug or squirrels to scare.
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