Darkness falls as the excitement rises
Your voice, my dear, rings clear in the crowd
How long? When will it start?
Soon I reply, shouldn’t be much longer
And so, we stand and we wait.
The two of us in a sea of one thousand
Brought together to watch the yearly display
Woolly hats pulled low, snug over pink ears
Bright knitted scarves and muddy boots
Waiting, in unison, we stamp our feet against the cold.
Finally, a voice booms over the microphone
Counting down from ten!
A thousand eyes shoot up
Waiting for the telltale boom
Oh! How the colours explode across the sky!
A bright smile lights up your face
You’re simply lost in the display
While everyone else oohs and ahhs
I can only watch your face
The childish excitement
The loss of adult restraint as the colours consume you
The display, the magic, the wonder
Oh, how it is reflected in your eyes!
The cold forgotten, your smile grows wide
The display reaches its finale
A brilliant explosion of colour, pure magic darting through the sky
A chorus of booms and children’s delighted screams
You’ve always loved fireworks
And so, we must go to every display!
You say you lose yourself in the magic of it all
My reply, my love, I lose myself by watching you
My Firework.