Rockets crackle and bang, shoot high in the sky, their rainbow colours visible to all. Wheels spin, sparks fly, fountains pour bright flames, our private show. Sparklers become pens; we write and draw patterns in the dark sky. Excitement, plans and preparation; in a flash, it's over. The joy we share the warm glow of something special stays with us. We recall snapshots, raise a smile, cherish the memories. Copyright © 2020 Lily Lawson
