Heat Wave

A heat wave has hit.

While some people are boasting

About their cool air,

In our house we're roasting.

 

Fans help a little.

But frankly I have found

That all they tend to do

Is blow hot air around.

 

People say, "Be cool!

No reason to fret."

Easy for them to say.

I hate to sweat!

 

I have to tell myself

If I'm crabby and terse,

That I should feel lucky.

Things could be much worse.

 

A wise man once said,

"Here's some food for thought:

When it's cold, be cold;

When it's hot, be hot."

 

Wise words, I thought.

I'll apply them now,

As I downed my water

And wiped the sweat from my brow.

 

Still, when winter comes,

I know my thoughts will teeter,

And you'll be sure to find me

Shivering by the heater.

 

(8-31-17) By Bob B