Sweet and sticky juices of the watermelon

Drip from my chin onto the poolside.

The smell of mouthwatering dinner

Comes closer, a platter carried by mother.

The gentle breezes of summer

Even calms the yipping dog.

Lazily walking, the plumped up dog 

Comes to my side to steal my slice of watermelon.

No way will I let him steal my treat that I get in summer.

I run away from the dog near the poolside,

And a laugh erupts from the mouth of mother,

Who is setting the table outside for dinner.

Everyone is too full of fruit to eat dinner

And I’m still being pursued by the dog.

The dog then goes to mother

To beg her for her watermelon.

I eat my watermelon in peace at the poolside,

Sliding into the shade to get away from the heat of summer.

I spot the fat quail birds that only come during the summer

Eyeing the table with the dinner.

They get noticed by my hyperactive dog

And are chased around the poolside.

I get another piece of delicious watermelon

From the bowl resting next to my beautiful mother.

I smile up at my hardworking mother 

As I leave the table to pet my dog under the sultry sun of summer.

Happily, I eat my new juicy slice of watermelon.

Left on the table, forgotten, is our dinner.

My dog gallops over to where I’m sitting next to the poolside.

Laughing, I give up my watermelon to the dog.

In no time, the watermelon is devoured by the panting dog. 

Fallen asleep is my tired mother.

As I watch her, I too fall asleep on a comfy chair by the poolside.

I enjoy the sweet lulling breezes of a well-earned summer.

Nobody eats the now cold platter of dinner,

And we’ve left alone the bowl bursting of watermelon.

The dog appreciates the summer night and the free 

unguarded watermelon left on the poolside. 

He sits on my asleep mother’s lap to gobble down our dinner too.