The Fourth of July
last night
a kaleidoscope
in the sky
turning over
patterned pieces
of colored glass
opening and closing
a fleeting design
mirroring memory
of a phase of life
twirling and whirling
breathtaking
and free
the possibilities
of something
bigger and brighter
more beautiful than before
and you wait for it
this closing encore
this last hurrah!
before the curtain closes
and everybody, everywhere
goes home
and you ask yourself
in the dark
was that it?
is it already over?
like a blink
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