Summer Daze

Summer once meant days outdoors
To soak up all the sun.
At beaches, parks or mountain towns
We frolicked and had fun.

We cooled off in a lake or pool
If there was one close by,
While treats from the Good Humor man
Made time just seem to fly.

But global warming’s turned the heat
To temps that have us fried,
So many summer days are spent
With cool A/C inside.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Krutsinger Avatar
August 7, 2022 at 10:41 PM
It is crazy hot in Kansas this week, I imagine you are feeling it too - the whole country is on fire. Global Warming may be killing us, so this is appropriate!
Leffanta Avatar
August 7, 2022 at 11:06 AM
Enjoyed your clever poem, but as Gershon mentions, the elderly are less tolerant of the heat and sunshine because they prefer their A/C to feeling the warmth of the sun on their skin! Aloha!
Wolf Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 11:51 PM
Are you SURE it's the heat from the outside and not from the inside?! I see lots and lots of kids on my block playing outside in the 90-degree heat and humidity. They don't seem to notice. As Walt Kelly once wrote: We have met the enemy, and he is us. ~ All hail A/C!
Canerdy Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 8:00 PM
The truth is in this poem, Ilene! I love to sit on my porch--not lately, though.
Hankins Avatar
August 6, 2022 at 2:02 PM
This is soooo true, Ilene. My brother has warned me to always wear sunglasses because they are finding more and more cancer in the eyes. The playgrounds here are vacant because the equipment burns the kids' legs. New times...we must adjust.
Leffanta Avatar
August 7, 2022 at 11:05 AM
Remind your brother that life is constant change, and those who fail to adapt will perish, i.e., wearing sunglasses WEAKENS one's eyesight when one should be adapting to the changing light! Considere the nonsense about sunscreen; what happens to one's skin when caught under the sun without it? Aloha!
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