A night not forgotten

February 7, 2011
"Boom' and then Isaw light,
It was the fourth of July.
All colors were bright,
As bright as stars.
Everything seemed right,
My brother came,
Then mom nodded,
A nod of apprival.
The whole family was there,
We are a firework of light.
The night ended,
And everyone was nearly napping.
As the long lowful road continued,
Mother making many odd noises.
This was a night never to forget.





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