Summer Nights Poem by Phil Soar

As summer days grow longer and darkness seems so vague
I dread the morning sunlight and avoid it like the plague
I'd rather get some extra sleep, as now I'm getting old
I want to wait for winter, when the days are always cold

It all seems like all the extra hours have ticked on very slow
And why I feel so drained and tired, I think I'll never know
So I will not allow myself to ponder summers gain
Waiting for the night to fall so I can sleep again