Colored sparks spill out the secrets of sounds,
Suppressing surprises we'd meet on the mound
Seconds later.
And after failing to fill us with fear
From the frightening rumble we knew we would hear,
We dressed the smoky air with satisfied laughs
With occasional Woo!'s thrown into its path.
Yes, these are the beauties in which we revel,
Watching light rockets explode at eye level.
And I sit in wonder as two worlds converge,
Smiling in laughter
In such pleasant urge.
This is what I was let to keep,
Undeserving of this love
That was given to me:
Colorful, bubbly, sugary sweet,
The presents I hide in jewel boxes of sleep
Lying in the moonlight.
Rediscover new heights.
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