Went the sky on a Saturday night,
The rockets were zooming,
Through a cloudy spring sky,
To explode in bright flash of thousands of colors,
That illuminate nighttime with flashes of lightning,
And smoke which fills the air

As I sit down to watch the festivities begin,
I can not help but wonder when this all this began,
“Is it late?”
I do think,
“Will the fireworks get done?”
I do not need to worry, only check on my wrist,
The time is right there and its quarter past ten,
And that’s when the big bang went into the air,
To announce to the public that we were still there
-Aaron E-J

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