The Let Down! The pressure,the tension,
the pent up emotion, bubbles
and gurgles and thrusts with
it's force.
I feel it strong surging
and pushing and pulling,
ever uphill to the fireworks display.
Eventually I get there,
awaiting the sizzle,
but I stand there in
silence, and I'm all alone.
What a let down!
Joy Weare.
13th December, 2004.
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