At the tick of the clock

And just as the season's calendar turned

The cold hit with a shock

As Summer left, and Fall's cool was learned 



The breeze in the air chilled

Through the thin shirts and pants donned

Fan blades no longer milled

As motors eased, after being on so long 



Throughout the sticky days

Now - only a memory of times gone

As we get ready for the ways

The cold to come will make us strong



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

1:50pm Thursday, Sept. 24th, 1998