The other night we sat.
You plugged away on papers,
I watched a movie, folded laundry,
When the skies across the street
Exploded
Fireworks lit the night with
Neon flowers.
What was the occasion?
What cause for celebration?
It was two days before Halloween,
Four to the Day of the Dead.
Not exactly fodder for fireworks.
At least not to our American minds.
More often than not
We watch the festivities
From across the street,
Not comprehending.
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