Jacket Weather
People pass in t-shirts
Or with jackets draped or tied,
Enjoying springtime weather
After being cooped inside.
Daffodils have poked their heads
And crocuses as well.
Still, the message isn’t reaching
Where my brain cells dwell.
For I am zipped up to my neck
With jeans and socks below,
Not ready to relinquish
Jacket weather, even though…
I’m sure that I will soon enough –
Perhaps next week I may,
But all I know is that for me,
It will not be today.
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