I like the yellow bursts of lights best, but the green and red are so beautiful too. It is hard on a holiday after losing a loved one. This is the first 4th of July for me too after Tom's dying, my hubby. But to celebrate the freedom of our nation and all is so important too and life must go on whatever.
Our Fourth of July celebrations are tinged with sadness: our daddy is gone; he will no longer be able to celebrate the holiday. We may cry, and yet we'll laugh: daddy loved fireworks. The mortar sound, the sight of fireworks arcing into the night sky, his comment, "I love that sound!", as do we! We must carry on in his memory, celebrate our freedoms as Americans, remember the sacrifices of our brave military men and women in uniform so that we CAN be free. So on that note, thank YOU for your service; God bless you and all our veterans!
Especially loved the line: "...A poppy bursts open overhead, bright like blood, only to fade with memory of sacrifice paid for my freedom"--that says it all!!
well expressed! happy fourth to you! and thank you for your service
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
Reviewed on July 3, 2008
Karla...superb writing for our country...never will I forget our men and women that have fought for our freedom...God bless you for writing your touching words...Hugs, Peggy
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Happy 4th to you and sis!
Love ya,
Becca~
Our Fourth of July celebrations are tinged with sadness: our daddy is gone; he will no longer be able to celebrate the holiday. We may cry, and yet we'll laugh: daddy loved fireworks. The mortar sound, the sight of fireworks arcing into the night sky, his comment, "I love that sound!", as do we! We must carry on in his memory, celebrate our freedoms as Americans, remember the sacrifices of our brave military men and women in uniform so that we CAN be free. So on that note, thank YOU for your service; God bless you and all our veterans!
Especially loved the line: "...A poppy bursts open overhead, bright like blood, only to fade with memory of sacrifice paid for my freedom"--that says it all!!
Very well penned/imaged; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn.
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose