We sat there staring at empty skies waiting for a signal. Something - anything to prove that our country had survived another year, despite the struggles, the lies, the countless losses. Stars kept us a lonely sort of company. The stripes were no where to be found. Leaves rustled in the breeze and a storm rolled in. We heard celebration all around - but somehow we were still left out. No lemonade or fireworks, no cheering or thrills just a couple of blankets and each other. WE sat there staring at empty skies but at least we can say we tried.
Happy 4th of July.
I'll see you again next year.
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