I turned the heaters on the other day –
the bathroom felt too chill at 8 a.m.
And later, when the sky grew black from gray,
I fired up the furnace. Using them
before November isn’t often done.
I’m California-proud and try to do
with heat provided first by April sun
until pre-winter wind and rain blows through.

But normal weather patterns are upset.
We’ve seen anomalies for several years.
And also as I’m aging, I now get
to feeling cold in warmer atmospheres.
Who used to weather 66 degrees
wants 7 more these days, to feel at ease.

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