outside the window
darkness
each explosion
lights the silhouettes
i peek out
checking on children
watching grown men
act like little boys
i only count one child
and begin to panic
looking for child
number two
an explosion in the sky
and then a sparkler
illuminates her eyes
and her long legs
and once again
i realize
she is no longer a child
although my heart says she is
happy 4th
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