the lights have faded
and all is quiet
no humming of the AC
within minutes the temperature inside
begins to rise -
we are left powerless

tempers flare

with no TV distractions

boredom sets in quick

play outside

is one suggestion -

but the sun's intense heat

makes it hard to breath

so inside we stay



time seems to drag by -

no clocks to tick away the minutes

the ice cream melts in the freezer

it's too hot in the house;

food is sure to spoil before long

supper is only peanut butter on whole wheat



daylight grows weak

as the sun slips carefree below the horizon,

leaving us blanketed in darkness

bedtime comes early

dreams are of air-conditioning, light and frozen ice cream

morning promises to be better -

at least the sun's power

will return us
to light