A Little Bit Warmer

It’s a little bit warmer,

Much better than colder,

For time’s a transformer

And thus, I am older.

 

We’re subject to weather

Beyond our controlling

And, lone or together,

There is no cajoling

 

Since Nature likes toying

With our expectations

And, though it’s annoying,

We make adaptations.

 

The heaviest jacket

Is not what I’m wearing.

This cold, we can hack it,

But I am preparing

 

For temps to start crashing

Once we think we’re past it

As Nature, eyes flashing,

Will once again blast it.