July 4

July 4

A Poem by D Alan Johnstone

A song for my kids


The 4th of July,

my back to the sky.

Flowers of fire reflect 

in the glass of their eyes.

As they glance upward 

with smiles and shudders,

percussion quakes 

and the earth stutters under foot.

Imagined fissures take them 

and swallow them whole.

In glorious flashes of color and light,

their eyes glow.

They are happy, 

and I am happy to know them

...to watch the reflection 

in the glass of their eyes.

To watch them grow,

and to call them my own.

© 2017 D Alan Johnstone

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Added on December 7, 2017
Last Updated on December 7, 2017