Last Night of Summer

Cicadas sing.
Basketballs bounce and swish through the net.
Dogs chase tennis balls up and down the street
Teenagers call out to one another, laughing, joking.
Sunlight fades.
Evening grows dark.
Still they linger on the driveway with friends.
Lines are drawn with chalk for Four Square.
The game begins.
No one wants to say "Goodbye" tonight.
No one wants to say "Goodbye" to summer.

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