Poem for Independence Day: When It Was Dark Enough

Reposting my poem When It was Dark Enough to honor my father and uncles who were WWII veterans. I often wonder what they thought during our Fourth of July family picnics when their kids lit off fireworks. Complex irony between the horrors of war and childish fun.

The link takes you to the poetry page on my website where When It Was Dark Enough is the first sample poem.