Monday, July 4, 2011

4th of July dud

I tried. It may have seemed to some that I was there. But, were the truth told, I was with you. There was no way to stay for fireworks - all I wanted was to be home, to cry in private, to miss you alone.

Fireworks are all around. I can here them. But it is not the same without you. Oh God, how I miss you today. Sitting at the cemetery did not help. Talking to you is all that will make things right.

Come - ooh and aah with me. Declare the night a success of freedom. I miss you. Every firework is a dud - without you by my side. This night must end.

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