Ode to a sparkler
O slender wand, what pleasure looms
As Dad ignites your bulbous head!
That burst of light and hiss that comes
With flying sparks so quickly dead.
We practice chants and magic spells –
Abracadabra. Let’s play swords!
‘Til ‘one of us’, my sister tells,
Is writing all the rudest words.
And then, you’re gone. It’s dark once more.
Just wiry junk left on the floor.
Boadicea's Chariot 
Neat 🙂
I’m trying to think when (if ever) my children have played with a sparkler, I think they never have!
A local restaurant does present children’s ice-creams with a lit sparkler on their birthdays, can’t recall any other time.
Don’t for one minute think that I’m being overprotective they do build and light my braais for me 😉
A Chinese restaurant in Coventry celebrates with a sparkler-bedecked cake and the staff singing, “Happy barfday to you!”