My first firework

My life was as a sky at night

With many stars, some bright, some illuminous,

Sometimes, prehaps, a shooting star

Might trace it's path across the sky, a sudden

Interest thta I'd once again see.

One night, one very special occasion,

I saw my very first firework,

Who blinded my eyesight from all other stars

As Sparks flew by from everywhere

All of my focus could not (and therefore would not)

Turn away from the sight I'd seen

So illustious, it seemed to like me too

Even as time passed, I sat looking

Where the sudden sparks had stolen my focus,

New fireworks might cross my sky,

But I will never, ever forget my first one.