Katie Thompson

The sunset has shifted,

There a little crisp in the air. 

Could it be? No, not yet.

Fall isn’t still quite here.

I’m so tired of sweating, 

My clothes, hot and sticky,

I can’t wait to wear a sweater,

Or bear to have clothes even near me.

Let the leaves change slowly,

Let the temperatures drop fast,

Let’s leave behind the humid misery,

And bring fall, and cool, to last.