The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
I'm not a poet (and I know it!), but I love this. So true! So poetic! And it rhymes! We have just entered that part of the year where I'd be crazy to deny that Fall is upon me. There is no squinting of my eyes or cleaning of the windshield which can correct the new colors on the trees. And it is Dark dark at 7:30pm, now - no fooling myself that it's just cloudy or an early sunset - so late nights at the office really make me feel like I've missed the whole day. Tonight, when I heard this on the podcast, I felt like it'd been chosen for me on this day when I'm in this mood.
The universe is feelin' me.
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