A Snapshot Of Happiness

i have not made
lemon barley cordial ice blocks for years
i had forgotten about these thirst quenchers
marvellous frozen poles of sweet stickiness

i sit here in a singlet and raggedy knickers
in the  garden slurping listening to the cicadas
staring into the trees 
i feel about ten years old

the bees buzz about
her long  plaits a sticky magnet
for sugar addicted bugs
she drenches herself with a hose 
dries out in minutes