It's night time, the stars are clear,
A gentle calm, I hold so dear,
The moonlight bathes the world in gold,
Bringing back stories, waiting to be told.

I remember laughter, whispers of friends,
Late-night talks that never end,
Fireflies dancing in the warm summer air,
Moments of joy, beyond compare.

The sound of crickets, a soothing song,
In this peaceful night, I feel I belong,
Thinking of days when we’d run and play,
Chasing our dreams, come what may.

So here I sit, lost in delight,
Wrapped in the magic of this nostalgic night,
With every star, a memory shines,
In the heart of the night, our past intertwines.
© Nishmitha Kotian