How It's Done

April 7, 2011
By Brytani Whitt BRONZE, Cleburne, Texas
Brytani Whitt BRONZE, Cleburne, Texas
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The summer sun begins to dim
As another day begins to end.
The sun sinks down as the sky turns red,
and many begin to settle in bed.
Birds cease chirping, and insects hide;
Cats curl up, and dogs close their eyes.
The moon creeps up while stars appear, with no clouds tainting the sky so clear.
A breeze whispers here;a leaf flits there,
But other than these,no sound moves the air.
Then the engine starts, and it's put in drive;
On the 70 roads, we go eighty-five
With the windows down, and the radio blaring,
eyes focused ahead; at the road they're staring.
The brake is applied, the car slows down,
And we get out, ready, for our night on the town.
'Cause at night is when we all have fun;
I promise ya friend, this is how it's done.

The author's comments:
I love going out at night with my friends just to hang out and have fun, and sometimes I just sit outside before I go anywhere, just to listen to the natural sounds and enjoy that peace before all the havoc we enjoy.

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