sitting on the cold grass
alone
couples laying behind me
families laying before me
the smell of fireworks in my nose.
the Rocket jitters still in my hands.
I see the daughters
with their mothers
I see the fathers
with their sons
and I smile.
I remember fireworks
as a child
hugging to my parents
fighting off mosquitoes
snuggled in a big old quilt.
I almost cry.
I see the boys
with their girls
I see the girls
with their boys
and I smile.
I dream of fireworks
as a woman
hugging to him
who cares about mosquitoes?
snuggled in his big warm arms.
I almost cry.
I'm alone
but that's okay.
I'll just sit and dream.
-I went to Lagoon on the 24th, and they had fireworks that night. I sat alone. No big deal. I had a lot of time to think about things. I needed it. I actually loved going.-
<3 = brittany
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