Poetry- Midnight Intruder

We will always remember 

That fateful night in December

It was the dead of night 

With not a light in sight

We did not hear them coming 

With the fans above us humming

The enemy came from far and wide 

With no place for us to hide

As we were sleeping in our bed 

While they were flying overhead

So twas not till morning 

We found without warning

Not an untouched place 

Upon our little baby's face

The intruder was of course 

A Mosquito attacking with force

Now since that fateful day 

Beside our bed is spray

We give them quite a dose 

Before they get too close

As now you all should know 

Tis the end of all my woe.

How many nights does everyone lay in bed listening to that horrible
sound of the mosquito.

I have found that we can spray but as soon as you start to doze off
back they come.

Why do they sound so loud when in bed? You do not seem to notice
them humming while sitting outside on the patio. I bet we could
all associate with this problem.