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Fireworks

when we met I thought you were fireworks

dazzling

intense

fleeting

a single moment in the story of my life

but you are the sun

warm

constant

strong

you burned away my mourning clothes

and fill my days with golden light

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Comments

  1. Debi says:

    Oh, so good!! That “ooohh, aaahhh” of fireworks (which ARE pretty wonderful, after all) settling into the long aahhhhhh of the warmth of the sun, the relaxing of one’s self into another. Perfectly written. :)

  2. Chris Kittinger says:

    Wow.

  3. donna says:

    I love this photo!

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