Nights Are Still Cold Poem by me poet yeps poet

Nights here are still cold to the machinations of seasons we all are sold they say it's spring yet it snows
what will happen in summer who knows

The fall is always constant all know
irrespective of night or day
we love to enjoy a fall either way
as many go off to Niagara
now one has to seek permission of Covid
before consuming VIAGARA
LOL NICE POEMY NO
WEAR A MASK i AM about to...
......sneeze! ! ! !
sorry