Eight-line Poems

Hum

Hum

Summer and the house does hum,
the sound of air conditioned.
Winter furnace breathes its heat,
varies the domestic song.
Cosseted by constant comfort,
accustomed to its care,
we do not hear this service,
But notice when it stops.


Line Count: 8
Free Verse
For Express It In Eight, Sept. 26 2020
Prompt: Hum.