It’s that time of year
The city’s annual firework festival
From toddlers to their grandparents
They all go out
To watch this once-a-year magic

Among these people
Are me and my parents
Sitting on the grass
Looking up at the sky
After who knows how many years

The first firework shoots up in the sky
Everybody bursts into cheers
Among them is me and my parents
Clapping our hands
Our eyes wide with enthusiasm

It’s the same firework
We watched together
All those years ago
When I was little
And my little brother was a baby

As each firework blossoms in the sky
Timeline blurs
Years collapse into this single moment
And suddenly
I see the faces

All those faces that once
Looked up the same sky
With the same enthusiasm
Sharing the same food
Right here with us