Fireworks
by Thena Smith
We sat in silence in the darkness
Waiting for the grand fireworks to start
They were advertised as being awesome
They were classified as works of art!
There would be bursts of awesome glory
With flaming arrows and shooting stars
There would be oohs and aahs with each presentation
And without hesitation, spontaneous applause...
I confess I missed the fireworks
For something sweeter caught my eye
Than the show that was above me--
Those shooting stars up in the sky...
For through it all I watched in fascination
As though transfixed through time and space
For nothing in that sky show could thrill me
Like the precious looks of wonder on your face!