Short and Sweet…For a Long Holiday Weekend
I call upon my poet/oracle Shel Silverstein to sing thee of celebration.
THE FOURTH
by Shel Silverstein
Oh
CRASH!
my
BASH!
it's
BANG!
the
ZANG!
Fourth
WHOOSH!
of
BAROOOM!
July
WHEW!
Here’s to a weekend without hoops on fire to jump through.
With a person or five you are free to hug.
And with certainty that “freedom” is not “just another word for nothing left to lose.”
(Thank you Kris Kristofferson and Janis Joplin.)
How lucky are we?