Summer Evening
Ice cream in hand
I let my hair fly
in warm summer breeze
It’s nine in the night
The sun witnesses
folks walking their dogs
dads pushing strollers
kids riding bikes
or shooting hoops
runners pushing hard
neighborhoods abuzz
with excited life
Then I think
the same hour
in winter
So dark and lonely
with no signs of life
And I walk some more
Then sit in the porch
to watch the sun set
Written on:08/09/2016
Contest: Anacreontic Verse by Edward Ebbs
Copyright © Sara Chansarkar | Year Posted 2016
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