Now was the summer
of our content,
made possible by the sun,
and here we lay,
and here we slept,
bothered by no one,
besides Sir Winter
happening into our dreams.
Where goes warmth
when that knight comes?
Where go lazy thoughts?
Quickly, now.
Get quilts out of hiding.
The just-in-case days
are arriving.
#KatherinesCoffeehouse
