# Forecast for: Indianapolis, IN

Generated on January 22, 2025 at 11:01AM Eastern Time

When sunshine doth beset the terrestrial sphere,
With radiant beams that banish winter's night,
A high of eighteen degrees doth appear,
And chill of wind doth whisper "beware".

The west wind, gentle zephyr, doth bestow
A force most moderate, not fierce nor cold,
Between one to seven miles per hour it doth flow,
And breath of frost doth reach as low as 0.

Yet still the warmth of sunshine doth prevail,
Against the biting chill that doth assail,
For in its light, all dark and dismal veil
Is lifted, and the world's fair beauty set sail.

Thus let us bask in sunshine's golden ray,
And chase the chill of wind's relentless sway.

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**STYLE:** Shakespearean sonnet