Music floods my ears
like a rush of water on the shore,
filling a small hole dug by
smiling children.
Faces are red from the scorching heat,
but upturned on the hot summer's day.
Ice cream melts
and runs down chins;
salad spoils like the mood.
Rain clouds form at her arrival-
the weather is always unexpected.
I am always prepared
with an umbrella or sunscreen.
