
When the temperature can no longer be predicted,
And the seasons are indistinguishable from each other,
We have a huge problem that can’t be ignored forever,
One that we can’t leave for our young sisters and brothers.
Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Temperature in 37 words. My city had a high of 76 today, and the low was 33 today. So, we experienced all the seasons in one day. It’s scary.
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