Weather

It seems as though your plans
to sit outside all day
have washed away.

The drip and drizzle wouldn't be
so bad but wind and cold
have taken hold.

Weather is a fickle thing.

Rain and snow and sleet and sunny days
that hold you in their fist and squeeze.
Until you scream out.
Too cold! Too hot!
Too dry! Too wet!

We cannot end this strife.
It must be won,
else losing we shall lose our life.