Happy New Year Haiku
Welcome to 2002!
(It feels just the same.)
I’ve never seen so many fireworks in the sky from my bedroom window before. There were even flares from some flare guns. The red ones looked quite nice. And then I saw my big brother and sister-in-law waving at me from across the street while I was watching the fireworks. They looked so out of this world.
I wasn’t going to make any New Year’s resolution, but Jordan wanted me to make a resolution not to give up on myself, so that would be it. But there’s no promise that I’d keep it. I break my New Year’s resolutions all the time.
The night air smelt of gun powder.