The Short Life Of A Firework Poem by Adam Smitherman

So brightly it brightens up the clear night sky.
It looks as though it has learned to fly.
It engulfs the sky with it's bright lights.
If I was to say it would be one of the greatest sights.
Of course though it goes by fast.
Yes the life of a fireworks usually does not last.
But it's brilliant short lasted life is oh so beautiful.
It's amazing yes.
It seems as though it cleans my soul.
The colors.
The bangs!
The green, the blue.
It all has it's own value.
It seems as though it scream it's name.
It's full of it's self.
All the fortune, the fame.
A firework has a brilliant short life.
But as we all know.
One day it'll have to go.
BOOM!