Stars in the Sky

 

 

The crackle of fireworks lights up the night, 
 Echoes of courage in each blazing flight. 
 Banners wave in the warm July air, 
 Whispers of freedom—a nation's prayer. 

From fields of battle to hearts that forgive, 
 We honor the brave so others may live. 
 The flag doesn’t boast, 

But it quietly tells of sacrifice woven in liberty’s bells. 

Children laughing, parades marching through, 
 The past and the present stitched in red, white, and blue. 
 May unity’s song rise over division's noise, 
 And hope be the echo in each lifted voice. 

The birth of a dream, imperfect but bold, 
 Crafted by hands with stories untold. 

 Hearts that believed in something unseen, 
 Sowed seeds of freedom, faith, and a dream. 

Let justice roll like a river still wide, 
 And mercy walk humbly by liberty’s side. 

 Let courage be not just flags and flame, 
 But standing for peace in freedom's name.

So light up the sky, 
let the stories unfurl, of justice pursued in this spinning world. 
 Not perfect, not finished, but worthy to try— 
 This dream we call freedom beneath the star-sprinkled sky. 

Raise a prayer for the ones who still serve, 
 And those whose memories our freedoms preserve. 
 Sing through the silence, let gratitude ring, 
 For the beauty of striving and the hope that it brings. 

And when the colors fade from the July night air,
 May we carry its heartbeat—in justice, in prayer. 

 For freedom’s not found in fanfare alone, 
 But in love that unites and makes strangers feel at home.