Monday, July 25, 2022

heat Poetic Bloomings

 It’s a Mystery


It’s a mystery, my kids who complained when hot,

I thought they’d move to somewhere cool.

They moved to Phoenix, believe it or not.

It’s a mystery.

 

An air conditioner is a handy tool,

But past one ten, it doesn't hit the spot.

It’s true, Phoenix weather can be cruel.

 

It’s nice in the winter, till heat’s onslaught.

I wish they had a swimming pool.

Why didn’t they give this more forethought?

It’s a mystery.

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