Fireworks and Barbeques
July fourth means fireworks and barbeques,
a fun time to shake off those winter blues.
It's a beautiful southern summer's night
and though clouds threaten rain, there’s few in sight.
A scarlet sun bleeds to death in the west
and I await the darkness like the rest.
Kids are rushing to get in the last swim
before the sun sets and it gets too dim.
I'm anxious for the night's festivities
there will be all kinds of activities.
To me the best part of summer’s the heat,
I call it my bittersweet Texas treat.
I soon start seeing folks jump up and down
and I hear fits of laughter all around.
It seems like everyone’s going crazy
and then everything starts to get hazy.
I look to the skies and it's snowing out
something a child might fantasize about.
Stars are replaced by alabaster flakes
dusting the tops of my barbequed steaks.
(Couplet)
7/25/2021
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