Usually a full day with my family is a drag,
Especially on holidays.
For once it wasn't going to be.
Her and I always talked about,
Laying under the stars,
Watching fireworks.
Since it was the Fourth of July,
We could finally make it happen.
The day started out
On the wrong foot,
She woke up dehydrated
From the day before.
Later, when she was feeling better
We started to pack a bag for the park,
Where we would be seeing the fireworks.
Upon leaving the house,
Everyone decided to ride scooters and bikes
To the fireworks.
She was going so fast on her scooter,
And before we all knew it,
She was laying face first on the pavement
With a bloody elbow and knee.
Rushing over to her,
I realized she wasn't going to let anyone
Help her,
She never did.
After she got up,
We continued on our long journey
To the park to watch the fireworks.
It seemed as if we would never get to the park,
The sidewalk just seemed like it was a treadmill,
Like it just kept cycling through under our feet.
Finally, after about a half an hour of walking,
We arrived at the already crowded park.
The first thing we did was find a great place
To watch the fireworks from,
After we found the perfect place,
We went on the carousel.
I came to realize that she hated them.
Then we went on another spinning ride,
I thought she was going to lose her lunch.
But she ended up being fine,
Just a little dizzy.
As night started to descend,
We made our way back through the park
And up the hill to our sitting place.
We only sat there for about five minutes
Then we heard the first boom,
And we felt the ground shake.
Everyones heads,
Tilted in the same direction;
Up.
