Beat the heat- in a bird bath.

Summer days 

I burn my body in sun's intense flame,

I trim my shirt off to feel better.

Global warming, none but ourselves to blame,

Yes, I Know in this pose i look like a jester.

Bird bath

Everything is dry and dust around,

Bird bath seems like a silly place to leap.

I decide to leave, once the birds surround,

Until then, i rest on my sword for a tiny sleep.

Smile always

from being a soldier to a daily wager,

I respect the dignity of labour.

Loving my job heartily is my nature,

Enjoying each day with a smile, happiness i harbour.

Wriiten for a Picture Prompt at Magpie tales:273