A poem describing my hot days, and trying to cool off during the long sultry evenings.
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Hovering over the lagoon
Mosquitoes busily hovering over the lagoon
On this sultry evening of late June
The candle burns in time to the music of a dance
Unheard, the flickering flame hoping to entrance
The day’s heat radiated by the sun
A little cooler now, yet still too hot to run
The fans spinning quickly around and round
Almost silent, yet spellbinding without a sound
Our favorite TV programs now at an end
Just time for us, one last email to send
As we call it a night and thoughts turn to sleep
What will we dream of? Something not too deep!
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