Creative Writing, Poetry, Writing

Fireworks

By Scott Bailey © 2013

(A triolet)

Hand in hand we all walk tonight
Mother, Father and loving son
Watching darkness bursting with light
Hand in hand we all walk tonight
Sky flowers blooming burn our sight
This time of year is always fun
Hand in hand we all walk tonight
Mother, Father and loving son

Originally published in A Spring of Dreams

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