Cheerful children prance on plush green grass,
Frolic in the afternoon brightness.
Two engrave their initials on a gnarly trunk,
Savor young love and the moment.
Parents gaze contentedly at their spouses.
Excited children squeal in the culdesac.
A kickball soars over the roof,
Luminous in the late day sun.
The little ones hide in obvious places,
Impatient to be found.
The light fades into lavendar hues
And the street begins to empty.
--Jordan Romain (Grade 10)