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Fireworks
Amy, Age 13, Easton, CT

A stream of light
Piercing the velvety sky
Like a needle through cloth
Suddenly, bursting into flame
like an infant into life
Fireworks glittering, shining, then falling
The next one. Crack
Flows and arcs down gracefully like a willow tree
Falling gently down to Earth
Glittering, shining, then falling
Back down into the dust
From where it came. Dying.
When fireworks stop flying,
the smoke lingers
Against the black
The sky different
For having known it
“Some great fireworks!”
I smile
Those weren’t fireworks
Those were souls

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