Scheme

I’m
Storing
Up
Autumn
Sunshine
In
A
Cup
On
The
Window
Sill
To
Guard
Against
The
Coming
Chill.
Winter
Isn’t
Here
Quite
Yet,
But
You
Can
Bet
It’s
Bringing
The
Daily
Cost
Of
Misty
Wet,
Crisp
Frost,
Then
Snow
Will
Ice
New
Mexico.
No
Fear,
It
Happens
Every
Year.
I’ll
Cherish
My
Teacup
Of
Sun,
Until
The
Wintertide
Is
Done.