It’s the first day of summer,
But feeling like fall,
The chilliest solstice
That I can recall.
Now, I’m not complaining;
I like when it’s cool,
But for June 21st
It is not quite the rule.
As I sit by the river,
My sweatshirt is zipped.
(I had looked at the weather
And came well-equipped.)
It’s an overcast day
With a vigorous breeze.
Mother Nature has no one
She has to appease.
I’m enjoying the chill
For I know very soon
That the weather will feel
More like typical June.
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