Midsummer's noon

Walking along the rooftop

Skipping alternate tiles as I hop

The sun is beaming bright

I look at my shadow that stands high

As I scoop out some ice-cream to eat

With my little spoon in this heat

My skin is melting and looks like beet

But still it is a comfortable afternoon

A fun alone time to spend

I whip out my notepad to write

And wait for the calm evening that might

Make the heat die down a little

Giving a head start

To the soft , humid evening time

That is yet to come .