Time, like a firework

Time, like a firework, wraps anticipation,

Exploding in a one-off spectral splash,

It only has one shot at detonation,

One piercing scream, one fleeting flash.

There are no brakes to grip the passing years,

No gears that back away from bitter tears.

No way to pause the happy days or play again,

No way we can delete those times of pain.

The paths we never should have walked.

The lips we…