Pat Adams Poet Quatrain

My Climate Crabs Call

When cold out, I was heard to say,
"I'll be so glad when winter's gone"
When it was warm with so much rain,
I complained, "I can't mow my lawn!"

The rain let up one sunny day
I said, "This heat is hard to take!"
It seems one way or the other
"I just can't seem to get a break"

If the weather should change again
Listen for, my climate crabs call
Ironic I say much about
That which, I have no say at all!

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Michelle Faulkner May 13, 2018 at 9:01 AM Yes the last two lines say it all - (and I usually feel the same way about the weather!) Pat Adams May 13, 2018 at 12:21 PM Oh well! Thanks for commenting Michelle. Have a wonderful day!

Jan Allison May 11, 2018 at 6:05 PM lol Pat its a long standing joke that the Brits are always moaning about the weather no matter whats it does it is never good enough lol:-) hugs jan xx Pat Adams May 12, 2018 at 9:54 AM Yes! I suppose if I had to live in a bubble, I'd be missing any kind of weather at all!.......80)