Independence Day

A cool breeze blows onto the beach.

As the sun sets on the ocean’s horizon. 

 

The sky turns into a wonderful canvas of colors.

 

Orange, blue, yellow, and purple. 

 

Fireworks begin to shoot off into the air. 

 

 

It is July 4.

 

But not just any July 4th. 

 

It’s been 250 years,

 

Since the Declaration’s signing. 

 

For someone who lives, eats, and breaths American History,

 

You’d think this would be the reason for my happiness.

 

Why my heart is light as I smile ear to ear. 

 

 

For look how far our nation has evolved and developed in that time.

 

Despite one egocentric man and his cult trying to undo,

 

Two and a half centuries of progress in just ten years.

 

None of that crosses my mind on this Independence Day. 

 

 

For there is the most wonderful person sitting beside me. 

 

She is not only wonderful, but also so beautiful. 

 

I can’t help but smile and give a nervous giggle.

 

Every time I look into her blue eyes,

 

My heart melts.

 

I yearn to be in her presence always,

 

And hold her in my arms,

 

For as long as the earth spins.

 

 

I lean over and we kiss. 

 

She puts her head on my shoulder,

 

And her hand on my knee.

 

A feeling I hadn’t felt until recently,

 

For she puts me in a state of ease. 

 

 

Oh, our love is true!

 

I’ve found my person.

 

That’s given me her heart and soul.

 

As I’ve given mine to her. 

 

That’s when I knew,

 

We both are truly blessed. 

 

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