10,10,10. SOLIS DOMINICA.

What a day! to cherish this time given,

Earth Mother dances with the Sun God

To the buzzy life in London England,

Autumn, her music strums to the gasp

Of timid moments sweltering in the hot

climate,

Extravagance of this Indian Summer

Delays long sleep for the tired primate.

The radical change of weather pattern's

Makes the body ache and weary,

Infection sprouts a bugging flu with

A sniffling red nose, eyes bleary,

As the fall of each year welcomes cold sights of

Dampness and grey, like clockwork birds migrate,

Throwing off, this summer sunlight like a treat

In our midst, comes this way so rarely, creeps

By... glowing, then leaves late.

The Autumn dew and falling leaves, shimmering

small waves of the lake being kissed by the...

passing breeze that says,

Spring is set to arrive early expect an early summer

in May,

The weather, confusing near topsy turvy, restless...

When it wants to play.

Her boisterous inclinations at times can be scary...

Appearing to revel in the throws of being blusteringly

Precocious, like an unmerciful paraqueet, wild canary,

But when pleased yields to being naturally contrary!

Still, 'what a fine day it has been today'?