This pen, it sweats every word it gets
and drenches the sweltering journal ,
but I’m determined to stay
with my writing today
in this endless, relentless inferno.
…ten minutes ago
the heat bothered me so
but now I hear thunder and lightning,
So, I grab my notebook
and my coat from the hook
I’ll continue to do some more writing.
I best finish though,
before rain turns to snow
I hear that this weather is fickle,
Colorado’s like that –
we learn to adapt
as the rain spatters down to a trickle.
Oh wouldn’tcha know
it’s starting to SNOW
I can’t do my writing in mittens!
Oh wait, it’s okay
the sun’s back this way
with the heat
that I’m sweet on forgettin’’