Beyond the Fireworks

It's the Fourth of July. Remember... With fireworks above You flew like the wind to be by my side As they roared with rage I teased, but I held you close Like always My hands covered your little ears And your little hands covered mine I watched you watch sky My little sister. * It's the Fourth of July. Remember... With fireworks above We were the embodiment of youth Carefree as the wind whipped wildly through our hair In a friend's black Jetta We journeyed to the beach to watch the town's display Faithfully at my hip You tagged along Where you belonged. * It’s the Fourth of July Remember… With fireworks above I paced the pavement in dreadful worry, calling you In the downfall of your self-destruction I would fall ill with every heard siren My face would flush with fever at each knock on my door You arrived home that night under the smoke-filled sky Your eyes filled with clouds Clouds remained But you did not My sister. * * It's the Fourth of July. Remember... With fireworks below... I soared above the ignited sky in an airplane Without you Those celebratory colors cracking miles below me As I flew Home from where you left To fly home High above the planes Above the fireworks Where you illuminate the Heavens On the Fourth of July And I remember.