May this poem stir up a little patriotism in you.
Fireworks
Dusk has fallen on the fourth of July,
People are gathered with eyes to the sky,
The lawn chairs are positioned in just the right spot,
The sun has gone down, so it’s not quite as hot,
Waiting there annually for the fireworks display,
It’s a glorious ending to our Independence Day,
When the light finally fades and the night sky is black,
The fireworks begin and there’s no turning back,
Flashes of light, exploding in colorful bursts,
Paying tribute to all of America’s firsts,
Boom! Boom! Souring high! Spectacular and loud,
The sound is quite deafening, but the crowd is quite proud,
To be living in the land of the red, white and blue,
It’s a grand celebration, long overdue,
Once a year we commemorate our freedom this way,
It’s a nice reminder of the great U-S-A.
Tammy Harvey
written: 6/24/2016
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