Fireworks are the little miracle

That we forget

And only remember when

They are dancing in the sky

Fireworks are that magic that

Binds old and new

Bringing us all to the brink

And drowning us in memories

If we take the time

To let the colours seep into

Our souls then

The magic can happen

Over and over again

I thought I had seen enough of this trick

The pops and bangs and whistling through the night

Beat on my head

But it was a familiar rhythm

I found I looked forward to every

Strike

And holding her hand

Beneath a dancing sky

Reminds me of the magic

Once again