Sparklers, and firecrackers, Black snakes and jumping jacks Rockets red glare Bomb bursting in air Gunpowder smell of sulphur The tang of smoke, stinging eyes Apple pie and blackberry cobbler, Coconut and chocolate, pecans and caramel Hand-cranked vanilla ice cream, Cans of bittersweet Hershey’s syrup Eaten by spoonfuls with cousin Danny Under farm wagons turned … Continue reading Old Glory and home of the brave