Sweater weather is my favorite time of year.
Softness and warmth seeps deep into my soul.
My face says it all, a smile from ear to ear.
Feels like a hug from teddy bear, so dear.
Or Like a lover’s embrace that envelopes my body whole.
Sweater weather is my favorite time of year.
Merlot wool, cashmere, alpaca, cotton all so premier.
A feeling of coziness when out for a chilly stroll.
My face says it all, a smile from ear to ear.
It’s the cardigan sweater that’s in my gear.
To close or not to close the edges of yarn so fine, I love that control.
Sweater weather is my favorite time of year.
If am a clashing disaster, let me be clear,
I don’t care if my sweater mismatches, no reason for fashion patrol.
My face says it all, a smile from ear to ear.
I could make a life of sweater wearing, a full-time career.
My sweater stays with me forever, even if it has a hole.
Sweater weather is my favorite time of year.
My face says it all, a smile from ear to ear.
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