a change of season
a change of reasoning
from hot & sweaty
to bundled and
not so ready
for darkness
to fall
earlier each day
and dawn is delayed
later
…….later
………….. later
with each passing day

an
irritable
ill-temper
cantankerous
……………….. you

wanting nothing more
than a generous pour
of a libation
the potion
the brew
that confuses your brain
making torrents of rain
not such a bad thing
it could be
3 feet of snow

sizing up the situation
with a realization
that all too soon
you’ll be spending
afternoons
with a rake in your hands
damn
damn
damn
leaves everywhere

hey there
don’t despair
google a team

games on
somewhere