Whatever the Weather

What about the weathers of the heart? Too hot, too cool? Not enough of a blip to warrant a reaction from life’s meteorologist? Is thunder shaking the bones in a mortuary blues? Or is it a clear day filled with bird language swinging a hula hoop groove? Are time’s rains washing away all joys once written between the lines? Be there hurricanes of happiness? Tornadoes of titillation? Whatever the weather, I give you this morning sun. And I entrust you with this umbrella for safe keeping.

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