Decorum

Fickle weather,
Fair weather friends,
Birds of a feather,
It all gets so confusing.

Shorts one day, snow the next,
Top of the world to bottom of the barrel,
Yep, defensiveness escapes from us all.
It makes no sense.

Brutal temperatures coming.
Slowly getting back up again.
Biting lips, tongues, whatever.
Simple, I suppose.

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