Topsy Turvy
Tomorrow will be frigid
Or at least that's what they say,
With wind chills on the minus side -
An indoor-staying day.
But then on Tuesday, temps will rise
To 52 degrees,
Allowing all the icy spots
To rapidly unfreeze.
I never know which jacket
Is appropriate to wear
In this topsy turvy weather,
Once considered very rare.
When unpredictable's the norm
What's surely come to pass
Is, like Alice, we have ventured forth
Beyond the looking glass.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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