I wrote a poem about the DC fireworks, and I thought I should put it on this site....cuz im strange like that we sat on the steps of the Lincoln memorial and looked across the Reflecting Pool towards the Washington Monument. On the Washington Monument, there is a little red light that alerts planes that it's there.

When the catchy music send its cue

Its time for the colors of every hue

From red to green, to pink to yellow

These colorful flowers will please every fellow

They rise from the dark to light up the sky

Making everyone watch them with their heads pointed high

We sit on the steps, in front of ol' Honest Abe.

Next to a couple who whispers "Hey, look babe."

Staring across the pool that reveals all

Is the one great monument that stand straight and tall

Despite the flashing lights and the occasional boom!

The Washington Memorial stands clearer than the moon

And even though not many see it.

If you saw it, you would belive it

That the obelisk standing there without a fright

Is adding its own little red glow to the night

            &nb sp;                   -hyokessho_azure (AKA yoyo)

yaw.......steal this poem, and i will sue you.

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