July 4th is a day for barbeques
Underneath an unforgiving sun;
Later, fireworks, perhaps the news,
Yawns, some love, and then the day is done.
For most it is a day for celebration
Of something so familiar that its grace,
Unnoticed as a routine revelation,
Remains interred in its accustomed place.
This sweet neglect of what sustains a life
Has all the confidence of man and wife.
-- Disqualified for cheating attempt --
Reason: Same poem found on the internet: http://www.poemsforfree.com/julyfo.html
Last modification by Tazguiel (The 07-04-2011 at 15h25)