By the time night came,
One could tell the kids had become weary,
Sleepy as their voices soon vanished.
The rides continued without them though,
With their flashing lights of every color
And their music that seemed louder than ever.
The howls of teenagers soon replaced
The tiny scream of kids on these goat rides
Like the Himalaya, where the operator
Kept telling guests to scream for a faster ride.
We pushed out way through the crowds,
Who were preparing to win one of those
Chance by spinning or water gun games,
Or those who couldn't wait for more tickets.
Walking along the boards that creaked with every step,
Past those who managed to beat the claw and win
some silly prize, like a elephant or some candy,
He gave me his sweatshirt, something
I didn't think we would need on this hot day.
As we stepped onto the beach where there was some relief,
The sand that once burned like the blazes of hell,
Where the only means of escape was diving face
First into the ocean until the waves knocked swimmers down.
Now it seemed the waves rose high enough
To knock a ship over onto its side, as they crashed
Onto the beach with a mighty roar.
Just now, some kids run into the sea, only
To be chased away before the ocean took them in.
Past the kids, the boats came in, glowing
Like fireflies in the middle of the night,
To see the small show tonight.
I could hear him sigh, he checked his phone,
The light shining bright enough for an airplane to see.
The time became nine fourth-three.
Thirteen minutes late, we're ready to end our date,
But as he got up to leave this day behind,
They flew up into the sky.
The fireworks popped and boomed, scattered
Across the sky, in a plentiful of shapes and colors,
For everyone nearby and far to see.
They cracked across the sky, they were shooting stars, rising
Like a rocket ship, then floating back down like a feather.
Over and over again, the fireworks flew,
Until the night came to an end, and
Only the stars remained in the sky.
