A July 4th

July fourth
Watching fireworks
Each one, a family
Each one, a memory
Every one a possibility
Only, not for me
The people behind those lights
I will never meet
The moments that they make
Will never require me to be complete
And I’ve been told so many times
Not to make so much of little things
But it strikes me in its tragedy
And the tears take off with failing wings.

12 thoughts on “A July 4th

  1. Rachel, Your poem is beautiful and expresses what it is like to feel isolated. It is sad to be lonely, but it does not have to stay that way. I think the answer is to reach out to others.

    Volunteer at an animal shelter, tutor a struggling student, visit someone in a nursing home. In Florida, students need volunteer hours for graduation from high school. My son volunteered at a stable that helps disabled children learn to ride horses when he was in high school.

    Clubs can help to meet others with similar interests. Possibilities might include forensics, book club, literary magazine, debate team, band, swim team…

    Keep writing. You are very talented. ❤

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      1. Reaching out to others is a universal concept. You can apply it wherever you are. Just look for someone who could use a helping hand or find others with the same interests and support each other. It is true that my specific examples come from my world and may not fit your situation. Find what works for you. ❤

        Confidence is built on successes. Start small and build confidence by trying new things. I suspect that you are confident in your writing skills. If not, you certainly should be! Your poems are lovely!

        All the best, Rachel! 🙂

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  2. Indeed, to be unconnected at such times is profoundly lonely. All the more so when everyone else, it seems, is gathered in the shared festivities.

    You write longingly of the isolation. Your descriptions are beautiful, Rachel.

    Consider, though, that so much of the good cheer is offered in anonymity, a gift to countless unseen and unknown others. An invitation to join in the celebration. This is where common experiences and wonder burst into enlightening friendships. Here are your fireworks.

    Your separateness is real, and your expressions of it are poignantly eloquent. There is that, of course. So much more, as well. Give yourself a chance to explore the wonders in all those tomorrows still on their way..

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