Everyone was in the garden.
With metal hot to the touch.
I didn’t want to do much.
My shirt, wet, stuck to my skin.
I picked up my reading,
Being cooler, to stay in.
There’s a shout from the garden.
They must’ve stopped their game!
One of them was calling.
‘Hey, what’re you doing?
It too nice to stay in.
Besides Dad’s gone for ice-cream.’
I put down my book and took a look.
The pool looked inviting.
Next door’s cousin is smiling, beckoning.
Within seconds, into the cool water,
She and I were diving.