creating constellations

the fourth of july

one of my favorite memories is the fourth of july,
everyone was there,
everyone was happy.
we were happy.
but as the fireworks came to an end so did we.
something once so beautiful and colorful came down with bang, 
the ashes fell around me reminding me of what once was.
every once and awhile they'd still have some fire to them,
they burnt when they hit me.
i still feel those ashes sometimes.
i will never forget the fourth of july.