Fireworks: Most colors
A luminous light shoots into the air,
As a 'Boom' rips through the sound barrier,
An explosion occurs,
Beautiful patterns are embedded into the night sky. For a short while.
Purple, blue, gold, pink, green, and red.
Scattered everywhere.
The sound of crackling swims through my ears as the little embers lightly fall from the sky.
They look like miniature angels.
The National Anthem plays quietly in the background.
The cool air kisses my skin as I stare at the sky in awe.
'Boom'
A grin tugs at my lips.
A beautiful sight that will remain within my memory,
I am enveloped/ wrapped into a cocoon happiness.
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