Independence Day
Strong flurry of winds
makes them shiver
and makes trees drop
their fingertips on the ground
Leaves pile thick on the lawn
and at the end of the driveway
It rains and they are boats in a lake
on the Fourth of July
Red and greens on
People inside are protected
from the water
and are drinking, talking, laughing
Glass mirror on which they float
reflects the combustions
They watch the explosive powder
cover skies with Christmas tree
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