The Reason IS The Season

I looked out the window.
I stifled a yawn.
The blanket of snow
is finally gone.

Although it was pretty
So pure and so clean.
When my toes are ice cold
I can be rather mean.


Now the grounds covered
With sticks and with mud.
The river is rising
We might have a flood.

Each morning I'm freezing
And wanting a fire.
By noon I'll be sweating,
(opps, ladies perspire).

The weather in April
Is hard to predict
Even the weathermen
often get tricked.

So I wake up each morning
and bundle up warm.
As the day starts to progress
I start to transform

I change from my blue jeans
To shorts around noon.
I know that the sweatshirt
Will have to go soon.

So I'm changing my clothes
on and off through the day.
The windows I open and close
on the way.

I'm telling you this
So you'll know the real reason.
It's NOT menopause!!
It only the season.....

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