Friendship

Mosquitoes!

This Florida summer, it grows worse each day,

A relentless furnace, showing no decay.

The air so thick, you could cut it with a knife,

It\'s a heavy burden, this struggle for life.

Oh, I cannot bear it, this oppressive heat,

Every breath a battle, a desperate, hot defeat.

And the mosquitoes! Monstrous, dark, and bold,

Like alligators, biting, a story often told.

No place to hide, no corner to retreat,

Just their endless drilling, their merciless, sharp feat.

They feast and they sting, with a venomous desire,

Trapping me inside, fueled by the summer\'s fire.

So here I must stay, with the AC\'s cool hum,

A prisoner of comfort, till winter\'s grace will come.

How I yearn for winter, a shiver, clean and bright,

To pull on a sweater, and walk in the cold night.

To feel the crisp air, a blessing on my face,

To escape this suffocating, humid space.

The days grow shorter, a quiet, hopeful sign,

The nights stretch longer, a more welcome design.

It darkens earlier now, and lingers past the dawn,

But still, this summer\'s torment drones relentlessly on.

And those darn mosquitoes, like gators in the air,

Oh, how I wish this Florida summer would just disappear!