A short ode to summer... By Bernard T. Windwillow
Eighty-five degrees at the crack of dawn Come on Ol' Sun bring it on bring it on
Mercury an often used metric cliche Will boil and soar through the heavens today
It's supposed to reach one-hundred and six Possibly higher out here in the sticks
With grandkids in tow, I'll jump in the pool That is why Granddad is always so cool.