Nice Weather? (April 2012)


Middle of April, not a cloud in sight;
The motels call it
A tourists’ delight.
But some are afraid;
That it just ain’t right.

85 in Boston and not a cloud in sight
The fans at Fenway
Scream with delight.
As the homers fly off
Into the hot spring night.

At the top of the poles, not a cloud in sight
And the ice caps are melting,
Polar Bears taking flight;
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn!