Clapping
I see you clapping
the fireworks so bright
Your hands are awkward
Normally so light
Then I realize
I’ve never seen you clap
At least not often
Never in a crowd
You used to scream
When I would applaud
Your hands over your ears
Shutting out the sound
The absent reaction
Catches me by surprise
Empathy is so much easier
When looking backwards
You say you liked the bang
that moved the earth
During the finale
When fireworks lit the sky
You have come so far
Yet there is far to go
I know you’ll get there
I have to simply trust
Copyright 2006, Lisa Stroyan
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