The Fireworks By Joe Swain The crowd gathers Excitement is near Expectation is high for what is to become The lights dim No room to move Then..
BANG, it begins Bright lights engulf the castle Colors dance on the turrets Stories play out on the walls High up in the sky explosions sound Shapes and sparkles rain down The crowd cries together with oohs and arghs The music surrounds all who stand by Tears fill their eyes The noises get louder and the bangs are closer A fairy flies out asking us all to believe All are united in one final
EXPLOSION Then..
Silence, it is done, and in magic we believe
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