“Independence” a poem

Bright bombs bursting in air
   Oohs and aahs with no safety care
      basking in the rocket's red glare
         to dream of our freedom we boldly dare.
The daylight hours have expired
    but look around, the babies aren't tired
      County fair, city and town
          watch the sparks drifting down.
Palisade, park and town hall stairs
   filled with colorful reflective stares
      TNT-reverent awe consumes
         for all the people saw the plumes.
Towering over hungry eyes
   fireworks filling cloudy skies
       as mushroom, pinwheel and flower
         show fountains of color and explosive power
On the stand band members play, celebrating our independence day