blue-colored night

the welcoming of winter
begins with a firework show
we watch from a balcony
and marvel at the light
shooting across the sky
the sound hits us
rippling inland through
the blue-colored night
being eye level with
the spectacle is an incredible
sight the glittery ones feel
closer like I could reach
out my fingers and grab
a little magic lit from below
the green and red lines
bring joy to my soul
I jump at the smaller
mighty ones that cause
a friction in my chest
I brace for impact
the way I once
did as a kid expect
now I don’t cover my ears
the tiny reminders of
growing out of childhood fears

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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