The sky above me
Exploding with colors
Eyes filled with awe
The ground shaking beneath my feet
But when you close your eyes
And hear the exploding bombs
It reminds me of
The war
They fought
For our country
A document signed
on the fourth of July
A pen gliding
across such
an important piece
of our history
our lives
A birthday celebrated
across the states
does anyone
stop
to think
How did we get here?
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 2:27 PM UTC
The sky above me
Exploding with colors
Eyes filled with awe
The ground shaking beneath my feet
But when you close your eyes
And hear the exploding bombs
It reminds me of
The war
They fought
For our country
A document signed
on the fourth of July
A pen gliding
across such
an important piece
of our history
our lives
A birthday celebrated
across the states
does anyone
stop
to think
How did we get here?
The first poem I ever wrote. It truly was written on the 4th of july
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