Days spent outside,
Light streaming in the open windows,
Childrens laughter is hear all around,
popcisles melting,
dripping from their elbows,
not a care in the world,
Make believe games of dragons, war, princesses, pirates, and heros
Imagination floats through the air
Making every second of summer a bright and joyous day
           Night comes,
Children are called inside by the sweet melody of their mothers voice,
the streets slowly empty,
Street lights turn on on the lonely roads
Families having dinner,
Talking over eachother to tell about their adventures
Almost nodding off at the end of dinner,
Dads carrying their sleeping dragon slayers to bed
Checking their closets and under te bed for monster and tucking them in,
Whispering "I Love You" and kissing their forehead
             The streets are quiet slowly waiting for tomorrow to come