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It was noon, sometime in June, when the wildflowers had started to bloom.
A straw hat on the head for the groom and a dusty pink gown for the bridegroom.
In the golden light of the summer sun, people glittered like shiny pearls.
Glasses clinked, lovers winked, kids frolicked holding orange ice cream.
Eyes sparkled with merriment, there was a magical happiness in the air.
Celebrations, weddings, garden parties, on sunny days are always the best.
It doesn’t matter if the night is dark
When there are vintage lanterns,
To light up the streets.
Light seeped in
Through a cracked window
Illuminating the room.
Paint brushes and stained cloth
Lay scattered on the
Greying dusty wooden floor.
An artist worked tirelessly
Somewhere in a corner.
Day 4 Inktober Challenge
A cold night where the skies are clear and blue, petals from flowers fall gently with the night breeze, a lantern hanging from the branches brings hope and lends light, making the experience beautiful for passersby.
Nuraine Sadaf 