Hiding In Summer Nights

My air conditioner goans In the noon day summer’s heat While unseen… except to me I watch winter running about Seeking shelter In the far shady left corner Of my meagerly furnished living room Occasionally During the cooler nights When the north wind blows It has popped its head out With fingers crossed While dark eyes stare At the bright moon and stars And cloudless skies Fearless Except for the light of dawn Or a power failure Or air conditioner malfunction Hopeful That summer won’t last And the cold winter wind Will blow Into that far left corner Confident That someday soon It will once again be Winter