Your energy saps;
Your
body wants naps.
You
might just collapse
In
the heat.
Your
spirits are low;
Your
movements are slow.
Impatience
does grow
In
the heat.
Your
thinking’s not clear;
You’ve
lost all good cheer.
You
might disappear
In
the heat.
You
can’t stay outside;
Even
shade won’t abide
As
your smile starts to slide
In
the heat.
In
due time you head home
Where
you finish your poem
Under
a/c’s sweet dome –
What
a treat!
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