thoughts while looking at flowers in the night
the ashy smell of fireworks
ignites the air
there is a friendly closeness
in their laughs
one i’ve always felt
distant from
despite its welcoming purpose
i imagine a bright future
with family friends
playing children
and joy
joy…
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. . .the ashy smell of fireworks . . . takes us right into the night with you.