Sight seeing

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Watching fireworks through the trees

Flying flames highlighting lobed leaves

With every burst nature’s revealed

Pulsing as the embers cartwheel

Safe from the rain beneath the boughs

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Still able to see all the wows

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Watching folks high-end to low-brow

What brings crowds to watch explosions?

They’d run from dynamite or guns

Colorful blasts get aaaahs and ooohs

Somehow these explosions amuse.

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(A Puente Poem)