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Fireworks
Fireworks hold the memories.
Fire and bombs shoot through the sky.
Inside the bushes and trenches to take cover.
Rage and fear take control.
Enemies emerge from all sides.
War goes on in booms and flashing lights.
Opposing side losing.
Reload! Recoup!
Keep your chin up.
Survive the fireworks. It's just a memory.
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This acrostic poem is about the PTSD our war veterans have when they hear or see fireworks. My uncle, Steve O'ball, fought in Vietnam. And when I was a little girl, I remember him not being able to do any sort of fireworks with us.