Creative Writing

Summer Nightfall

Summer’s here when  night falls slowly

O’er a long extended dusk.

As the sun begins its journey,
Westward down into the sea.
Birds begin their homeward journey
Squawking crows’ shrill cacophony
Children gather balls and playthings
Wrapping up their busy day.
Cars rush by through orange signals
Homeward to their families

The air is still
And hot and muggy

April still has yet to come.
But the summer night falls slowly
Street lights come on one by one;
Gradually the dark sky twinkles
Stars and planets burnished bright
Towers rise like half lit candles
Reaching to a darkened sky
And the summer night fall gently
Wraps the world in its embrace.

Author: Unishta

A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!

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