A Quiet Fourth

July fourth and firecrackers aren't heard. Perhaps because it's raining as I type. I thank the gods for booming sounds deferred. My guess, I'm getting old. I hate the hype That everyone is caught up with today. In youth we did exactly all that's done Perhaps a smidgen more so, by the way. The noise we made, heck! It was all in fun. We celebrated Independence Day. I'm no longer young, oops! Slip of the tongue. A senior citizen I'm called today. Its political correctness among The hearing impaired. Oh god! Please don't scoff Guess what? I had my hearing aid turned off!