On this July 4

A retired Triathlete told me
That participating in the parade was very special.
Other club members were even more effusive,
Calling it a “great day”.

Marilyn worried about our
Position in the parade.
Sam’s concern was excessive sun.
Ann wore a look of fierce determination.

Above all, the July 4 parade meant
Family, friends, smiles,
And a wish to freeze the childish
Pleasure of bare feet in the green, green grass.

As we ambled by the viewing stands
I offered a metronome of
“Happy Fourth!”
To folks whose eyes met mine.

Glad it’s over.
We congratulated one another.
Time enough for the postmortem
And plans for next July 4.