Silly somethings

On days like this,

when summer threatens to appear

I want to dissappear.

Under the cool blue water,

I could become a fish

Alas, its only a wish

I could just run home,

Snuggle under the bedcover

And take time to recover

I could leave for the hills

And stand facing the breeze

And not even mind a freeze

Instead, i sit here and stare

at this screen in a daze

Hoping to get out of this maze