A treat most unexpected,
But welcome as a bone,
A week of sun, blue skies, still air,
When summer should be gone.
It could not last, it felt
So undeserved. And yet
When normal service weatherwise
Resumed today, and wet,
Cool, blustery, and dour,
The world o'ernight transformed,
I thought it quite unfair,
And for the sunshine mourned.
Then Gail cried "Chin up Bertie,
Remember what they say,
There's no bad weather just bad clothes.
Put on your coat, and seize the day!"