The smoke dances out of the grill
Waltzing into the charcoal colored sky
Decorated with diamonds that are forever glistening until the sun rises.
The trees form a choir, their soft whispers can be heard from afar.
Humming quietly as they sway side to side.
The leaves leap off of the shaggy branches and
Lie gently on the crystal colored water
That occasionally stops by to say hello
When the deciduous trees drop their orange and yellow coats
Allowing the subglacial lake to be seen beyond the auburn fence that we all tried to climb over when we were younger .
The sound of rusty trampoline springs singing and children laughing fills the silence
That once left us deep in thought
The scent of red velvet fills the air as the moon hides behind the porcelain colored clouds and the fireflies greet us from the last of the emerald colored bushes.
The purple and pink balloons put up a good fight as the wind pushes them harshly into each other every once and a while
But when the sun peaks over the bare maple trees
the silence returns and
the party ends but the last piece of cake awaits you in the morning
Waiting to be eaten and remembered until next year.