Knee socks and a sweater one cool autumn morn;
The next dawns so hot that flip-flops must be worn.
Goodbye to thin blankets -- we need the duvet! --
Then we're sleeping on top of it by the next day.
We dream of hot cider (we froze some last year)
Once thawed, it's so warm we decide on a beer.
An evening outside: no bugs, just a breeze,
Till the cold front swoops in and our bare fingers freeze.
Playing Musical Layers is no fun at all,
But it's just one more day when you're flirting with fall!
The next dawns so hot that flip-flops must be worn.
Goodbye to thin blankets -- we need the duvet! --
Then we're sleeping on top of it by the next day.
We dream of hot cider (we froze some last year)
Once thawed, it's so warm we decide on a beer.
An evening outside: no bugs, just a breeze,
Till the cold front swoops in and our bare fingers freeze.
Playing Musical Layers is no fun at all,
But it's just one more day when you're flirting with fall!
