In this part of the world its sunny and sweaty <br />and the just- past- spring air is making a mockery <br />of the ice and traffic jams in other parts of the world <br />where people are freezing. <br /> <br />We did not send the weather gods to capture <br />the sunshine and bring it here. But we did pray that <br />it rains equally in all parts and the weathermen <br />makes less mistakes on the forecast. <br /> <br />Whoever spoke of global warming must have had <br />a cold heart, or his wife would not have massaged him <br />the morning he took his notes to the world forum <br />of weather watchers and spoke all that dribble <br />about two inches of the ocean rising! <br />He is now a wife beater. <br /> <br />These weather tricks are dished out by people <br />up there, around a round table who decide <br />who gets what. Anyone who mocks a weatherman <br />again will get an umbrella and a sunhat <br />as a punishment with a note saying: <br />Please use this in summer and this in winter. <br /> <br />But even as we argue about such small things <br />the grass grows quietly <br />above or beneath the snow and ice. <br /> <br />There is a moment when all things will come equal <br />and the people upstairs will sleep <br />and the people downstairs will make <br />children. <br /> <br />Author Notes <br />Crazy? Thats what they said. But please read this one carefully. Gte under th skin of the poem and discover the rattlesnakes. I don't want those 'nice poem' stuff. <br />© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ag<br /><br />Marshall Gass<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-switch-3/
