Far too hot


It’s late at night but its far too hot
To sleep I try, fan can’t stop
This is not a midnight summer dream
Of waters where a moon light seen
Of cicada’s song and crickets chirp
Of lovers seats in parks to flirt
Of Cars parked in secluded spots
Of gardens full of forget me nots
It’s just too hot to sleep tonight
Up I get with poems to write
Thoughts come quick, thoughts go fast
Type I do before they pass
But alas my skill is far too low
The rhyming lines start to slow
Flickering light of the TV set
May chance my luck on the internet
Lids are heavy, eyes not bright
This is my chance to sleep tonight
Jump off the seat quick to bed
No time to waste, rest my head
Finally I drop to sleep,
With sweaty hands, sweaty feet
Work tomorrow must be bright
Another midnight summer plight!