FireworksA Poem by Christina May ShanabergFIREWORKS
Cascading diamond colors Floating down from heaven; Children, fathers, and mothers Gazing up at the evening; Exploding sight and sound, Highlighting the crowded park; Sitting quietly, on the ground, Waiting for beauty, in the dark; The sky alive with stars, Falling to earth in patterns, Like fireflies in jars; Excitement, while the lamp burns; The gleaming shower ends And everyone travels home; Again, reality begins, When the fireworks are gone. © 2010 Christina May ShanabergAuthor's Note
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Added on May 12, 2010Last Updated on May 12, 2010 Tags: Fireworks AuthorChristina May ShanabergMount Vernon, OHAboutI am a former member of North Shore Writers' Guild in Willoughby OH. I have had numerous poems published and letters. I am, currently, working on a screen play that I hope will interest my cousin-in.. more..Writing
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