Breeze moves across bare legs,
knees remember long pants,
and toes yearn for socks.
The heat, so bright,
ignores the shadows,
on the northside.
Summer voices surf in on the breeze,
reminding the shadows that the sun,
will expose its secrets soon enough.
But for now the cool shadows,
are only pierced by rattling dishes below,
and memories within that do not forget.