Fudge
Some days, the night comes too early
But others, too late
I wonder why the crickets begin their song
While I am still dancing
At dusk, the critters come
They bite and buzz and light
They force the day to end
"I am alive!" I yell
Do not take my sun away
But, I know, the restless sleep must come
Some days, the night comes too early
But others, too late
My eyes are burning
My skin is hot
Why can't the moon just come out
The moisture sticks on me and ruins my clothing
I cannot hide from the light
"I am burning!" I scream
Just let me sleep
But, I know, with practice it will come