Fireworks by John Morris (James) Reeves

They rise like sudden fiery flowers
That burst upon the night,
Then fall to earth in burning showers
Of crimson, blue and white.

Like buds too wonderful to name,
Each miracle unfolds
And Catherine wheels begin to flame
Like whirling marigolds.

Rockets and Roman candles make
An orchard of the sky,
Where magic trees their petals shake
Upon each gazing eye.

From: https://community.tes.com/threads/firework-poems.1874/

Date: 1952

By: John Morris (James) Reeves (1909-1978)

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