the weather

The Weather.

The wind that came blowing into the valley,
blew summer intro a hasty retreat, it hid under
sun heated boulders that turned into a sauna
when rain came.

Never, that damnable word, has this happen
before, cold and rain in late June! Oh, yes,
the clime, how easily we forget the hailstones
of yesteryear

And that’s perhaps is the way it should be
what point is there to remember every little
detail of the gone before and boorishly say
that all is foregone