A shower of sparks falls down my window

Like summer fireflies

Embers in the sky

Falling down from the construction site

Of my home

As metal whines against metal

The walls tremble

The air is lifted with heat and grit

And a thin layer of debris dusts the grass

As the embers dwindle into fading stars

The day shift ends, and night awakes its luminescent cousins

Lime yellow fireflies

Diffusing into the sky

Sometimes reaching my window

Sometimes, I mistake them for the city of lights.

Ah, summer....the season of construction. It was awesome watching the sparks fall down my window. Any moment I feel it's going to catch fire, but they bounce off harmlessly.